Exposing oneself to lure out the enemy, but not actually getting killed conveniently by them, means using oneself as bait truly requires skill.
Yang Yi and Anton were walking on the road.
"Why me? Do you have any idea how dangerous this is?"
"Dude, if not you, then Kate?"
Anton shrugged helplessly, "Even an idiot knows you're the bait."
Yang Yi smiled, "Even if they know, do you think Nicholas can resist? Since he must kill me, of course he has to try, so even if he knows it's a trap, he still has to take the bait."
Anton sighed, stopping in his tracks, then whispered, "It gets dangerous from here on, this is the address the janitor gave us, right?"
"Yes, but I'm not sure if Nicholas is here."
"Doesn't matter if he's here or not, let's do it."
"We just rush in like this? Kill on sight? That's not good."
"What's not good about it? At this point, are you afraid of making too much noise?"
