Gao Yang was furious.
Yelena felt quite confused. Besides, she thought that Gao Yang, who had always kept a low profile and tried to avoid drawing attention no matter what, would actually be happy about a chance to better conceal his identity.
"Dear, what's wrong? I thought you'd be happy."
Gao Yang paced angrily around the room and shouted, "Happy my ass! I've become a Korean. Oh, wait—this 'I' is Li Er, the one who wrote the Dao De Jing, not me. Confucius became a Korean, Xi Shi became a Korean, Li Shizhen became a Korean, the Dragon Boat Festival is Korean, Chinese characters were invented by Koreans, and movable-type printing was invented by Koreans!"
Yelena exclaimed in shock, "They're Korean? Impossible! I know all the people you just mentioned. You can't learn Chinese without knowing them. How could they be Korean? What are you saying? Also, Chinese characters—how could those be invented by Koreans? You must be joking!"
