"You say."
Lu Ban's heart jolted. He guessed that Cui Siter might want to say something very important, but he was unclear about the specifics.
It was just that the battered Cui Siter now could hardly hold out until dawn, until the rescue boat arrived. In such a perilous situation, he truly might die in front of Lu Ban.
For the second time.
"I know."
Cui Siter's voice was hushed so that only he and Lu Ban could hear.
"When we were at the hotel, I saw another myself."
"To be precise, I learned what I truly look like."
"I am just an illusion, a memory, merely an actor on a stage."
His voice trembled slightly, whether from the excessive loss of blood leading to exhaustion or from the shivers that followed the realization of these facts.
"I am a bit cold."
Cui Siter suddenly interrupted his narration.
