In the real world, inside an upscale teahouse somewhere in the Flame Kingdom, cries of astonishment rang out without end.
Even within the quiet private room, Zhongli and Tartaglia could hear the exclamations coming from outside.
Yet the two of them remained silent, not reacting with endless shock like everyone else.
Tartaglia stared at Zhongli with an indescribable look, while Zhongli held his teacup with a calm expression—though the hand holding it trembled slightly.
After a long while, Tartaglia said, "Mr. Zhongli, are you still going to insist that the God of Geo, Zhongli, in the Light Screen footage wasn't you? Even though his true face wasn't shown, that silhouette, that bearing, and that voice—no matter how I look at it, it's you, isn't it?"
Zhongli took a deep breath and slowly set down the teacup he was nearly unable to hold steady before speaking. "By common logic, that person does indeed resemble me greatly. Even without seeing his face, the impression he gives is indeed that he is me."
After a pause, he added, "However, I do not believe that I am him, for he is a god, while I am human. Even if reincarnation truly exists, I would only be human."
"Of this, I am quite certain."
Seeing Zhongli finally admit it, Tartaglia smiled again. "I think you're being too absolute. Although you've awakened extraordinary power now, it's only the most basic and ordinary kind. It cannot compare to the God of Geo in the Light Screen footage at all."
"If one day you truly inherit that God of Geo's legacy, then with the memories and power that belong to him, are you sure they won't change your perception?"
Hearing this, Zhongli fell silent for a while before replying, "By common logic, that is indeed true. My life