Tang Ze had just woken up, slightly bewildered, and then he realized what An Yang was asking.
"How's your sister? She's fine," he said.
"My sister was never like this before. She was so timid and weak, nothing like the current An Lan. Plus, she didn't know how to play musical instruments, swim, and she had the worst English grades. Talking about being fluent in ten languages? She couldn't even pronounce the twenty-six letters accurately," An Yang said. "You've been the closest to her these past years, so I can only come to you for answers."
Tang Ze's mind cleared up a bit and then he retorted, "If your sister stayed the way she was before, she would have been devoured until nothing was left. Do you need me to remind you of the shitty things you did to her in the past?"
"Brother Tang Ze, I know I was an asshole before, and I just want to figure out what's going on. The person now... is she really my sister?"
