"Well, well. I never would've thought someone as smart as you could be fooled by a trick like that."
Even though its face was still a splattered, radial mess, the Vulture actually sounded smug.
But Han Liuyue didn't take it to heart. Instead, she smiled at it. "You're so smart. Why don't you tell me all about it?"
"Ever since the 17th, my thoughts, my consciousness, have gradually become clearer."
If the Vulture hadn't been tied up and unable to move, Han Liuyue suspected it would have tapped its own forehead to show how clever it was.
"Before, I was in a daze, driven by instinct. In essence, I was no different from a wild animal."
It almost sounded sentimental.
"But after the 17th, it was like I'd woken from a long dream. My thoughts connected in my mind. When I was locked in that coffin, I had the chance to truly examine myself for the first time."
The two of them couldn't help but exchange a glance.
