[Li Ping had already fallen?!]
[That was what Past Li Ping meant, and your first fucking reaction was that it was a tale from the Arabian Nights.]
[If that was true, then this Li Ping was a fake.]
[But if Li Ping was a fake, how had he passed the checks of [Golden Talent: Chat Group] without being marked as fallen and having his avatar turn gray?!]
["Indeed, the Chat Group has not classified Li Ping as fallen."]
[Past Li Ping clearly knew this too, and calmly added:]
["But do you really know how the Chat Group determines its members' status?"]
["Besides..."]
[He paused, then continued:]
["Do you know the activation conditions for my [Golden Entry: The Last Supper]?"]
["What conditions?" you asked, sounding somewhat thoughtful.]
["Only if my present self has already fallen can I project this memory scene from the past!"]
[Past Li Ping spoke with unprecedented seriousness.]
["!!!"]
[His words startled you. The fellow's argument had both reason and evidence behind it.]
[Still, you remained somewhat unconvinced and could not help replying:]
["But all of this is merely your subjective conjecture. How can I believe you?"]
["I only have your word for what your [golden entry] can do. How can I verify it?"]
["Besides, if what you say is true, then you already knew the established fact that 'Li Ping is dead' when that [Golden Entry: The Last Supper] first activated."]
["Why are you only bringing it up now?"]
[This was also your main concern about Past Li Ping's words. What the fellow said was far too contradictory.]
["That was because..."]
[Past Li Ping seemed to have anticipated your question, and calmly answered through the Great Dao's Voice:]
["I was unsure what purpose the being laying this trap had in mind."]
["Schemes and calculations must have a