Chu Jiuning almost cracked, as Ju Linyuan unexpectedly held a fake who looked exactly like her.
Little Snowman: Master, you must stop Ju Linyuan from going with her. If something happens to Ju Linyuan, you won’t be able to escape this illusion either.
“All right.” So, she approached and called out, reminding him, “Lord Ju, Chu Jiuning has already died!”
Hearing her voice, Ju Linyuan slowly opened his eyes and looked at her without any surprise.
However, Chu Jiuning was stunned. “Little Snowman, how did Ju Linyuan’s eyes recover?”
Little Snowman: Master, as I said, you are trapped in an illusion. Oh, it’s an illusion! The fake, held by Ju Linyuan, turned around, glanced at Chu Jiuning, and then delicately cupped Ju Linyuan’s face with her slender jade hands.
“General, would you be willing to come with me?” Ju Linyuan lowered his gaze, saying nothing as he looked at the person in his arms. Chu Jiuning became anxious.