"Nolan Lorian, have you come to understand yourself yet?"
Nolan gasped in surprise. He looked left and right warily, then asked cautiously, "Who are you?"
The voice vanished just like that. The next second, a ball of fire appeared about three meters in front of him.
It then transformed into the face of a handsome man.
"Answer my question, Nolan Lorian. Have you recognized yourself yet?"
This voice sounded heavy—a stark contrast to the earlier one.
Nolan fell silent. He didn't understand what it meant.
Recognize himself?
Did it mean there was something within him he wasn't aware of?
No matter how hard he thought, he still couldn't find the answer.
Whoosh!
The fireball disappeared, then reappeared about ten meters away. This time, it took the form of a woman's face that closely resembled the statue he had seen in the worship hall.
"It seems you haven't recognized yourself yet. That is a sin, you know?"
Nolan regained his composure and stepped toward her.
