Speak With Conscience

Fang Ning had appeared and was standing next to Vigilante A.

That was right, it was not a substitute nor a mechanical puppet. It was Fang Ning himself.

However, one was his physical being and the other was his soul.

The only person who could tell them apart was the dark shadow at the scene.

He watched this scene and nodded to himself, "Vigilante A's true identity is actually a chef. This really is a situation where the waves wash the sands because of the wind."

"No wonder no matter how much divination I did, I wasn't able to divine the existence of Vigilante A. I thought my divination skills met with problems when much of power had descended. It was actually because there was no such person as Vigilante A in the first place."

"However, me not being able to see through this is really my problem. This should not happen. Have I met with some plot against myself?"

The dark shadow contemplated this.