"No, I am me, and I am me right now."
"Hehe, some people wear their skin on the outside, while others wear it inside their hearts."
Li Zhiyuan knew that the other party was mocking him, but he did not care. All his efforts were to preserve this skin, for himself and for Alii.
"Even if you don't want to peel off the skin, don't talk to me with a child's tone."
"I am a child. Fine, I'll try my best."
"Do you know where we are?"
"A kind of... temple tomb."
"Yes, a temple tomb. Then do you know who suppressed me here?"
"It's yourself."
It seemed as if the wind had paused for a moment.
But soon, it began to howl again, forming words:
"You're guessing?"
"I don't even know who you specifically are, nor the era you lived in. Since you're asking me this question, the answer should be within my range of choices, leaving only yourself."
"You really resemble someone. When he was a child, he was also unbelievably smart like you."
