"Just as I expected you guys would be, you deserve to be Qing Shui's clones." Chang kept his eyes closed. "I just have few questions; you don't need to answer if you don't want to.

"The first question is dumb, but this is what I'm most curious too. Do you, as clones, possess Qing Shui's memories?"

"No, we don't. We are independent of him and each other. We have different thought processes and personalities. The only thing that we have in common is the genes, which are identical to Qing Shui's. But keep this in mind, we are different because we encountered different things and that shaped us as humans," Qing, the oldest said. "Just like how twins can have opposite personalities.

"One thing that surprised us is that the way of thinking among us is similar, so are our abilities."

"I understand that." Though Chang seemed asleep, his olfactory system was functioning at its peak to detect what was lurking in their surroundings. "Essentially, you aren't Qing Shui at all but someone else.