"Taoist priest, since you noticed at a glance that I am not an ordinary person, can you tell me who I really am? An alien?"
Ye Tian said jokingly while Wu Chen the Taoist priest shook his head.
"It cannot be said, it cannot be said... Sir, your background is indeed a heavenly secret! Moreover, from your palmistry, I can only glimpse a little; I cannot fully discern your background! Asking me now, the heavenly secrets must not be revealed. If I rashly reveal your background, I fear it could lead to fatal disaster!"
"It's always 'cannot be said'..."
Ye Tian felt somewhat dejected, noticing from Wu Chen the Taoist priest's expression that even if he held a knife to his neck, he wouldn't divulge any information to him.
Who am I really?
This most basic question, which an ordinary person should know from birth, why has it become a secret to me?
