"Clone! Another clone?!"
Xiao Jie's exasperated roar echoed in the universe. Everyone was dumbfounded.
Clone?
That was a clone too?!
Where was Wang Teng?
If Xiao Jie didn't shout in anger, they might think that he made a mistake.
Just like the nine clones, the figure chose to self-destruct without any hesitation.
Hence, the ten rays were all clones!
This was outrageous.
Just when everyone thought that one of them was the real person, someone told them that those were all clones. This feeling was a little irritating.
Especially the members of the Constellation Society. They were in despair and sorrow a moment ago… but now, they were told that this was just a clone.
They felt that their expressions were all for show.
They exchanged glances with one another. The sorrow on their faces froze on the spot. They felt awkward.
"This son of a bitch," Yue Qiqiao cursed in a low voice. However, she heaved a sigh of relief in her heart. It was good that he wasn't dead.
Silence.
