The host took out the lot box and signaled the four winners of the first round to come up and draw.
Mr. Zhūgé, Daoist Wāng, and Daoist Quán all drew, but Lawrence Winters just sat there without moving.
The host walked towards her with the lot box, smiling. "Lawrence, your lot?"
Lawrence crossed her arms and calmly said, "… Can I choose not to draw?"
Host: "…"
He smiled and said, "Not draw? Are you planning to forfeit?"
Lawrence chuckled and stood up, "Of course I won't forfeit, but your lots may not align with my intentions."
"Then what are your intentions?"
"I think the person with the problem is neither Mr. Yú nor Miss Táng, but Mrs. Fāng." Lawrence smiled meaningfully, "May I ask if Miss Táng has commissioned dealing with Mrs. Fāng? Or has anyone else commissioned dealing with Mrs. Fāng?"
The host was very surprised: "… Handling Mrs. Fāng? Why? She's obviously the victim…"
