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Gazing at Shi Xiaole's puzzled look, the National Master explained, "I possess some of Shi Xuanzhong's memories and emotions, but I am not entirely him."
Shi Xiaole grew even more perplexed and pressed on, "What exactly happened?"
The National Master shook his head, "I only have this notion as if it had taken root in my heart since the moment I appeared, but I do not know what specifically occurred."
Shi Xiaole was certain that the National Master before him was not a mere seed of consciousness or anything of that nature; he was flesh and blood, with an incredibly complete aura, yet his words did not seem insincere.
But how could a person be divided into many parts? Perhaps it was all just a misconception he held.
"What else do you remember, and where is Mother?"
Shi Xiaole asked urgently.
The National Master said, "I don't remember clearly, only a vague recollection of being surrounded by a vast ocean, endless storms rolling in, destroying many islands."
