"This is the Saint," Miss Ruolan said.
Chu Li's eyes grew bigger as he replied, "The Saint? She's really the Saint?"
"You don't believe me?" Miss Ruolan asked.
Chu Li hurriedly shook his head. "How is it possible for me to meet the Saint? I'm not dreaming, am I?"
"Yes, you're dreaming," Miss Ruolan deadpanned. "Moving on with the questions, who are your family members?"
Chu Li sat on the ground and answered her absent-mindedly while glancing over at the Saint from time to time. His behavior perfectly resembled that of an inexperienced young man.
Ultimately, it was all thanks to the Heavenly Demonic Power that he could immerse himself completely in Zhao Dahe's personality, as though he was the man himself. He was left with only a slight clarity of mind reminding him of his original identity.
After a while, as Miss Ruolan was still asking him questions, the Saint suddenly raised her hand.
Miss Ruolan stopped.