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"No."
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Jiang Lu put on a sage-like demeanor, waving his hand as he spoke,
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"You and I are destined to part ways now. Go, and remember to always strive for goodness and never divulge my name to others. Should you commit any misdeeds, I will personally capture you."
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"So, you're playing the role of Bodhi Patriarch now?" The second senior brother on stage exclaimed in disbelief.
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"Ha ha." Jiang Lu laughed. "Is it that obvious?"
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Under Jiang Lu's stern rejection, the sentient puppet eventually left, hesitantly looking back every three steps.
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But this posed a new problem: how should Jiang Lu's performance be scored?
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To give a perfect score wouldn't be fair, as everyone's scores were given by their puppets, but Jiang Lu's puppet had completely lost the ability to give a fair score.
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Yet to give no score at all? That made even less sense.
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