President Ding: Has the System Finally Decided to Back Down?

"President Ding: has the system finally decided to soften its stance?" Beep! Forget it, I won't even charge you fan points; host, he is a cultivator.

The system seemed somewhat anxious at Ding Qi's reaction. It simply gave up on exchanging fan points for information and said so.

It hadn't lied to the host this time. Why didn't he believe it?

Please, just pay attention to me.

On the huge rock, Gu Yuan stared at Ding Qi and listened to the system's voice, lost in thought.

Even encountering cultivators required the system to proactively notify him?

That meant the Entertainment System had not granted Ding Qi permission to view data panels.

There were so many cultivators here, yet it had only pointed out Yi Changge's identity as one.

There were only two possibilities. One, the system was deliberately concealing it. The other, the system's abilities were limited—its investigative ability in particular.

As for which possibility was more likely—

Gu Yuan felt that the most likely answer was a mixture of both.

"So you're Yi Changge? Not bad. You've got the makings of a good actor."

The system's voice rang out in his mind, but Ding Qi's expression did not change.

He walked toward Yi Changge, stopped some distance away, and gave him several more looks.

A cultivator?

He really couldn't tell.

Could the system be kind enough to tell him something like this?

In any case, he didn't believe it—at least, not completely.

There was no spiritual energy leaking from him, and those muscles didn't look much like a cultivator's either.

With a smile on his face, Ding Qi gave the secretary beside him a meaningful look.

The secretary immediately understood and retreated behind the crowd.

"And you are?"

Yi Changge, who had been immersed in his morning training, raised