Fan Lang sized up the newly arrived "Dancing Girl." From her appearance, she was exactly the same as the one from before.
As for which was real and which was fake, that was still a question mark. He could not jump to conclusions too soon.
"You say you're the real one. What proof do you have?" Fan Lang probed.
"If I must provide proof of who I am, then I can only dance. My master created me to dance, and I have recorded every kind of dance in the world. That impostor may be able to imitate my appearance, but she cannot imitate my dancing." Dancing Girl said.
"This... is indeed one way to prove it. Then dance for us here."
"Please excuse my poor performance."
Having said that, Dancing Girl bowed to the group before beginning to dance in full view of everyone. Pleasant music naturally rang out from her body. Though she was forged entirely of metal, her movements were gentle and seductive. Every gesture displayed a woman's soft grace, tracing out exquisite curves.
Even a layman could see that the dance was of an extremely high standard. It was far more than empty showmanship; it possessed a certain spirit.
There were many puppets that could fight, but few that could dance.
This dance largely proved Dancing Girl's identity.
After completing the entire dance, Dancing Girl stood still again and lowered her head to Fan Lang. "You should believe me now, right?"
"I'll believe you for the time being. Why did the Red Camp send you here?" Fan Lang asked.
"I came to guide you to the Red Camp Garrison. Of course, my main purpose is to guide the owner of the Exquisite Heart. She is the most important one. Only someone like her can refine Magic Square