Unmasking the Deceiver

Emerging from beneath the bed, Yan Xiu, the one who emanated the chilling aura, remarked, “What a disappointment, not even a bit scared. How dull.”

Ju Linyuan, the one who had been grabbing ankles, stood up and dusted off his clothes, saying, “I haven’t even had a chance to unleash my full power yet.”

Bai Yu coldly chimed in, “You said it! I haven’t even had the chance to wag my venomous tongue!”

Song Qiye pushed open the door from outside and walked over to the unconscious imposter, reassuringly saying, “Don’t worry, there’s still time. Opportunities are always reserved for the prepared.”

Yan Xiu squatted down, forcefully gripping the fake Chu Jiuning’s jaw, his brows furrowing as he stared at the face that was an exact replica of Chu Jiuning’s.

“I really want to tear this annoying face to shreds!”

Chu Jiuning woke up at dawn, sitting up to find that there was no one in the room.