"That explains a lot."
Li Yao knew that the Fist King must have misunderstood something.
It did make sense on second thought. The false identity that he had fabricated happened to be the Fist King's real secret. No wonder the Fist King had mistaken him for his own kind under such coincidences.
After thinking for a moment, Li Yao said, "Neither of us are in our best state right now. The dangerous environment we are in also requires us to work together frankly. So, I'll just tell you the truth. I am not an artificial intelligence but an incomplete soul, or a spectral Cultivator of sorts."
While he was talking, Li Yao was amused. "In other words, I am a ghost who pretends to be a spiritual puppet, whereas you are a spiritual puppet pretending to be a ghost. The two of us are indeed quite similar."
