I could not discern Uncle Fu's aura, which must mean that Uncle Fu's strength far exceeds my own. Yet Uncle Fu completely failed to perceive my true strength, which seems contradictory. Qin Yu could only think of one possibility—Uncle Fu was without a soul.
However, this conclusion was something even Qin Yu couldn't believe; it slipped out as a question. But Uncle Fu's response truly shocked Qin Yu.
"Uncle Fu, do you really not have a soul?" Qin Yu inquired again to confirm.
Uncle Fu nodded with a smile, "Correct, I don't have one. Why, is it strange?"
"How is that possible? A soul is the most important thing. How can one exist without a soul?" Qin Yu countered, "Even Heavenly Gods would die without a soul, right?"
Uncle Fu responded with a laugh, "Did I ever say I was human?"
Qin Yu was taken aback, "Uncle Fu, what do you mean?"
Uncle Fu sighed deeply, "I am not a human but a 'Puppet' crafted by my master, merely one of the higher-grade types."
