"Does this mean... the answer is marked directly?"
Feng Yuan was stunned when he saw the golden mirror. The puzzle wasn't insurmountably difficult; it was just that there were no hints, so at first, no one would think in that direction.
Looking at the golden mirror, Dou Yanlan held her chin and said,
"It should be, or perhaps it's... compassion for the powerful?"
"Hmm, it probably just needed to form a mirror, but who would've thought those dining utensils could form a mirror."
Shaking his head, Feng Yuan really didn't expect the answer to this stage to be this, but upon serious thought, it didn't seem strange because the challenges here all revolved around mirrors and reflections.
Following this line of thought, they would discover that aside from the silverware, there was nothing else likely to create a reflective surface.
The rainwater had already been proven to be a trap, and even trying to replicate the method used on the Ghost Ship wouldn't work.
