"Discouraged?"
"Depressed?"
Qin Feiyang was taken aback, then couldn't help but laugh, saying, "Where did you see me being discouraged and depressed?"
"Stop pretending."
"Although you appear calm on the surface, your heart has actually reached the peak of panic."
A hundred Zhuge Mingyang sneered.
"Pretending?"
Qin Feiyang shook his head with a smile, saying, "You're too confident."
"Don't I have the capital to be confident now?"
A hundred Zhuge Mingyang said.
"If you were truly confident, why not come forward to speak with me alone?"
"Since those ninety avatars appeared, you've been mingling with them, and even speak simultaneously. Why is that?"
"Because you're afraid, afraid I'll find your true self."
"In this world, whether it's an avatar or a clone, they're all closely tied to the original."
"In other words, as long as you are killed or crippled, even if you had three thousand avatars, they would all collapse without being attacked."
