Therefore, his Destiny was never in the grasp of the Heavenly Dao, nor even the Great Dao—it was in his own hands.
He had only the present and the past, not the slightest trace of a future. He absolutely had no future self; on this point, Ye Lin was utterly firm and certain.
As for the various people he had encountered before who were suspected to be his future self—or even incidents where his supposed future self had acted—Ye Lin had never been convinced.
Once he grew stronger, all of this would eventually settle like mud in clear water, and the truth would come to light.
And he was an anomaly. Those who followed at his side had all seen their Destinies continuously shift under his influence.
So after thinking it through, the crux of the matter was this: either the woman before him had mistaken him for someone else, or she was deceiving him.
Deceiving him? That seemed unlikely. After all, he had nothing worth deceiving him over.
Which meant the possibility that she had mistaken him for someone else was very high.
For such a supreme powerhouse to mistake someone else for another person sounded absurd, but they were all merely guesses. Perhaps the more absurd the guess, the closer it was to the truth?
It was not impossible.
But Ye Lin would not say it outright just yet. Saying so directly might provoke Li Rushuang.
After all, he was completely no match for her.
If their cultivation levels were equal, he could still give it a try. But with such a vast gap in cultivation, he did not have that ability.
"Um, then tell me—what is my name? What is the name of the person you're looking for, and what law does he cultivate?"
Ye Lin asked.