"Is this evidence really that important?" Xiang Yu asked Ailock, puzzled.
Ailock leaned against the sofa, looked up at the ceiling, and said, "Without evidence, what makes you think I should trust you? What if you're sent by the rebel army?"
"Do I look like one?" Xiang Yu said, a bit speechless.
"I don't judge people by their appearances," Ailock replied.
To be able to sit in Ailock's position, he's obviously lived through many deceptions; he wouldn't let his emotions influence his judgment.
His gut feeling told him Xiang Yu was telling the truth, but rationality warned him not to be reckless in this matter.
Just as Xiang Yu was getting anxious to say something, Ailock's phone rang. He took the phone, paused for a moment, then glanced at Xiang Yu, indicating for him to stay silent.
Ailock took a moment to calm his emotions before answering the call with a bright smile, "Why do you suddenly have time to call me today?"
The call was from none other than China's Number One.
