Beat them up?
Chu Fengling eyed the three Martial Emperors in front of him and said nothing in his heart. Two at the Late Stage of Martial Emperor, and one at the Peak of the Middle Stage Martial Emperor Realm, it would be good enough if he wasn't the one to be beaten up.
These two little rascals' ability to stir up trouble was simply unbeatable; it hadn't been long before they had already drawn the ire of Late Stage Martial Emperors.
"Daddy?"
Lang Wudi and his two companions looked at the two identical men, their gazes slightly concentrating.
"Is this a clone, or is it a Spirit Body? Why can't I sense it?"
Their hearts were filled with confusion.
If it was an ordinary Martial Emperor's clone or Spirit Body, they would have been able to sense it, but they didn't know what method the father of these two brats used to make it impossible for others to sense whether it was a clone or a Spirit Body.
