All-Knowing, Truth and Lies

But why had Princess Jinshu kept hinting, throughout our interactions, that I was Guiguzi?

What role had Princess Jinshu played in all this?

Could she have had selfish motives of her own?

That, I had no way of knowing.

Of course, I couldn't fully trust what this Guiguzi in front of me said either. Whether he truly was, as he claimed, Guiguzi's original body was a huge question mark.

Still, I felt that he was very calculating.

He always seemed able to guess what I was thinking, and everything he said sounded so reasonable that there did not seem to be a single flaw in it.

No problems were often the biggest problem.

No problems could only mean that he had done his homework in advance, carefully prepared his story, and left no loopholes or cracks behind.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Do you find what I said hard to believe?" Guiguzi asked me.

I shook my head. "No. I'm just shocked. Before this, I always thought I was Guiguzi, but now it seems I was wrong."

"You weren't exactly wrong. You possessed my clone, carried many of my memories, and went through countless reincarnations, so it was perfectly normal that you couldn't remember. But all along, we could be considered friends—half teacher, half friend. I told you before that if it hadn't been for you, I definitely wouldn't have reached my current heights. At the very least, your appearance changed my horizons and changed my state of mind."

He said he was very grateful to me for all that.

"Fine. Then it seems that Jiang Xiaohui and I were both part of your design from the very beginning. Jiang Xiaohui especially—those memories he had about Guiguzi were probably just a smokescreen too."

"No, you're wrong. Before I was resurrected,