"Why are you here?"
For a moment, Cheng Shi couldn't tell whether the Doctor standing before him was the real Doctor or Wang Weijin, who had been tamed by faith. Judging from the man's attitude, though, he seemed to be the real Doctor.
Still, his timing was far too coincidental. Not long after Cheng Shi had dealt with the Doctor's second personality, the real one had appeared at the very place where he wanted to retrieve My Nightmare, Your Dream.
Had he received some news, or was it merely a coincidence?
But even if it was a coincidence, what was he doing at the Jester Gathering Place at a time like this?
Confused, Cheng Shi didn't hurry to confirm their identities. Instead, he rolled his eyes and casually made something up:
"Did Zhen Xin call you here, or was it Long Jing?"
The Doctor froze, clearly not expecting the three of them to have arranged a meeting. He shook his head.
"No one called me. I merely felt that it was a pity I hadn't personally taken part in the Jester's Gathering, so I came to take a look and experience the wisdom born from the jesters' communion.
Although I recovered my memories from the slice, the me from that time wasn't truly me...
Praise Foolish Play."
"?"
Did jesters really commune over wisdom? Wasn't it all just scheming?
Cheng Shi had calculated everything, yet never expected to receive an explanation like that. He looked at the Doctor with an odd expression and curled his lips.
"You're playing the emotional card right off the bat. You fraud, don't tell me you're trying to deceive me again? No one really called you?"
"Of course not. Nor would I deceive a friend who rescued me from dire straits at a time like