Wu Chang looked at Erin, who was both familiar and unfamiliar, and asked, "Who are you?"
The Erin in front of him, although still maintaining Erin's appearance, clearly had an entirely different presence within her body.
That feeling of superiority and indifference, as if looking down on ants, reminded him of Jermaine, who almost became an artificial Evil God.
Erin smiled, her face lighting up with a liveliness unusual for her. With a hint of mockery, she looked at Wu Chang and said:
"Mortal, didn't you boast you could see through everything, so why not take a guess at who I am?"
Wu Chang raised an eyebrow and asked, "Great Saint Mother?"
The atmosphere instantly became silent.
The mockery on Erin's face froze.
I'm telling you to guess, and you actually did.
"Did Ebert tell you?"
Pfft.
