Or rather, they are unable to articulate it.
For example, why call oneself the Sect Hierarch.
Or who is the one giving the command to protect the Zhang Family.
After a moment of contemplation, Zhang Fusheng asked again:
"Is the one who killed you the Sect Hierarch?"
The grim skeletons nodded in unison:
"It is the Sect Hierarch."
Zhang Fusheng narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to press:
"Is the one who killed you me?"
The grim skeletons seemed to freeze, their lidless jaws opening and closing without a word for a long while.
Zhang Fusheng rubbed his brow, changing his method of inquiry:
"Am I the Sect Hierarch?"
"You are the Sect Hierarch."
"Was the one who turned you into skeletons the Sect Hierarch?"
"It was the Sect Hierarch."
"Then, is he me?"
The skeletons once again fell into a state of inertia.
This time,
