Accompanying Li Qingming's shout, the metal woman on the central screen started to disintegrate into garbled chunks, replaced by a blond, blue-eyed man, resembling a cold statue, yet his laughter was so enchanting.
"Thanks for your restraint. You confirmed my identity at minute 17, yet you only revealed it at minute 82," Anton leaned forward on the table, asking with interest, "Are you enjoying this game? Or are you feigning your actions and words to confuse the AI? Or perhaps, are you reverse-engineering my behavior patterns?"
"That's not important, hurry up," Li Qingming urged, "Prove that I am Jester, quick."