Su Yingxue saw him zoning out and waved her hand in front of his eyes, "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing," Zi Wei shook his head subconsciously.
"Shh... what training methods do you assassins from Silver Moon Pavilion use? Why do you speak and act so much like Zi Wei? You two don't even look like brothers," Su Yingxue, with hands on her hips, couldn't help but scrutinize Zi Wei's face again.
They really looked nothing alike!
Yet, their style of speaking, their speed in handling matters, and this familiar sense of security...
"The rules are the same," Zi Wei blurted out awkwardly.
Su Yingxue immediately understood. "Oh, no wonder, they're all clones."
Zi Wei didn't speak further, but where he guarded Su Yingxue, there was no hint of danger.
Being by her side, he truly felt satisfied.