Cheng Shi gave an awkward smile.
"Everything changes. See? Now you have it.
True friendship lies in sharing, so..."
"The Brotherhood of Extreme Desire has an old saying:
Once you recognize a person's greed, they lose their appeal in your eyes.
Heh, Mr. Prisoner, it seems you're not so mysterious anymore."
"..."
Cheng Shi rolled his eyes and thought:
This is nothing. What would you do if I brought out the identities of Friend of Prosperity, Death's Employee, Decay's Proxy, Order's Maintainer, Chaos's Emissary, the God of Nothingness, and Lady Hour Hand?
Galiusha didn't seem interested in robbing herself. In her own words:
"I am me, and she is her. I became Wei Zhi, became a Drifter, and naturally had nothing more to do with her.
She might not even know that one of her fragments had left this world and gained a new life. Besides, strictly speaking, my life was given to me by the Scholarly Council.
Since that's the case, why should I remain entangled with the past?
Opening a new path of faith is probably what I'll do next.
Mr. Prisoner, I can help you continue dealing with the Scholarly Council, but as for Galiusha...
Forget it. I know her better than you do, and I know exactly how troublesome it is to get involved with her."
"?"
What a novelty. This was the first time he had seen someone badmouth her own original body right after "breaking up."
Cheng Shi curled his lips. Still unwilling to give up on squeezing some benefits out of Galiusha, he rolled his eyes and came up with another scheme.
"Since you know how troublesome she is, you should help lighten history's burden.
Drifters are people, but NPCs aren't?
How about this? I'll go find my spoils. No matter what method