The photos are right in front of him, and the sight of two identical handsome faces still made people gasp in surprise. A journalist shouted, "Young Master Chu, you are obviously the same person!"
"Is that so? I don't think so," Young Master Chu raised his eyebrow. He placed the newspaper beside his face, turned his head to look at Bai Nianxian, "What do you say? Do we look alike?"
Bai Nianxian shook his head, "Not at all, he's way more handsome than you."
Damn!
Chu Shaojun's expression darkened. He pulled out his platinum lighter, and as the blue flame approached the corner of the newspaper, it ignited instantly, "Since he's sunk to the bottom of the sea, let's just assume he's dead. Saves me from competing with him for face."
"..."
The journalists widened their eyes instantly. Who would dare to openly burn Mo Nanjue's photo like this?!
