"Sorry about the unpleasantness last time." Green said with a smile. "To avoid a repeat of that, why don't we all set our phones aside... Actually, no need to turn them off — what if something urgent comes up?"
Fu Tailan and Longzhen exchanged a glance but didn't protest. One after the other, they took out their phones and placed them face-down on the table, just as Green had done.
Green bent down and nudged all three phones a little further away, as if clearing space for an Illusion — though the coffee table was completely empty.
"No need to bother," Fu Tailan said, remaining on his feet. He reached into his trouser pocket and produced a train ticket, holding it up in front of Green. "See? The Illusion is only this small."
"Oh," said Green, extending his hand. "The Illusion we're looking for should be larger than—"
He didn't get to finish. Fu Tailan had already pressed the pale blue ticket lightly into his palm.
