"They won't interrogate you in detail. As long as you don't reveal major flaws, you'll be able to bluff your way through. You may want to keep some questions in mind such as whether I am the same person today as I was yesterday. If so, what remains the same, my body or my soul? If not, what is the difference?" Qian Cangyi continued, Robert's thumbs pressing hard into his temples, trying his best to remember Qian Cangyi's words, but the results weren't remarkable.
"That's enough, no need to go into too much detail, or it will seem unusual. At that time, you just need to say less, and leave the rest to me." Qian Cangyi waived his hand, stopping the influx of these confusing questions.
Robert let out a breath, his thumbs finally leaving his temples.
"Er... I think I've pretty much forgotten everything." Robert closed his eyes for a moment, "Father Marshal?" He looked up after receiving no response from Qian Cangyi, only to find him, elbow resting on the table, sound asleep.
