Then, Ye Chen suddenly changed the subject.
"However, I personally don't see it that way."
"After all, your behavior in the earlier battle was entirely that of an outsider who preferred to sit atop the mountain and watch tigers fight."
"Moreover, I know that throughout the massacres you committed in the Holy Light Pure Land in your early years, you always adhered to the despicable practice of 'quit while ahead, run when someone comes.' That was precisely why the Church's knights had never been able to bring you to justice—because you never gave them even the slightest opportunity."
"All of that proves that you are a meticulous and cautious man."
"And yet, look at what you are doing now."
"You had clearly witnessed my immortality firsthand, and you had clearly succeeded in capturing me and bringing me to your lair. Yet you still allowed me to recover here, while you yourself had even swaggered over and sat right in front of me."
"Your actions are undoubtedly the same as playing with fire and getting burned, as though you are deliberately piling risks onto yourself. They are completely at odds with your former style—so much so that you hardly seem like the same person."
Jietisikoki raised his glass and drained the red wine in one gulp, then casually shot Ye Chen a question.
"Hah... So, are you trying to say that I, the Butcher, am an impostor?"
Ye Chen corrected him in a frosty tone.
"No. What I mean is that you seem more like someone acting under orders, under control, or perhaps under some sort of coercion. That is why you have been making these abnormal moves that run contrary to your personal style."
At this, Jietisikoki's wineglass paused slightly in his hand, although his expression and demeanor remained as