I didn't think Wu Kaishan would lie to me.
The fact that he could mention the Little Ancestral Hall Entrance and Li Sen was already enough to explain a great deal.
Along the way, he seemed especially interested in the Little Ancestral Hall Entrance's mysterious disappearance.
Yet even now, we had no way of explaining exactly how the Little Ancestral Hall Entrance had vanished, or how it had appeared in that desert. After all, that had been a created world, though the person who fabricated it might have been me.
In short, they were all mysteries.
"Mr. Jiang, why do I feel like you're hiding a lot of secrets?" Wu Kaishan asked. I froze for a moment, then nodded. "Yes, I do have many secrets. Even I don't know the answers. I've been searching for them, but so far, I've only become more confused." I was telling the truth. Take my relationship with Guiguzi, for instance. Even now, I still hadn't figured out whether I was one of his copies, Guiguzi himself, or merely the reincarnation of a fragment of his consciousness.
I had seen Guiguzi several times. He should truly still be alive, and he had once said that he was me and I was him. But could we really be the same? To me, he seemed omniscient and omnipotent. But what about me? I was like a rookie, with a hand pushing me forward from behind at every step.
Even after coming this far, I still felt hopelessly weak. I had some combat ability, but it was limited compared to Ying Gou and the others. It even seemed that I wasn't as strong as Jiang Xiaohui. As for the ability to foresee things, I had none at all. More often, I only understood things after the fact. If