One black, one white.
Distinct contrast!
Boss Bai Qi also quieted down, looking at the figure in front of him, identical in every detail, seemingly falling into a certain confusion.
As for the War Soul Bai Qi, there was just a moment of bewilderment before his brows furrowed tightly.
"I... dislike you!"
The short sword in War Soul Bai Qi's hand fiercely thrust forward!
Dislike!
It's an irrational dislike!
Dislike for the existence in front of him, completely identical to himself, dislike for that face that's exactly the same as his own.
And... that attire in black!
Dislike! Utter repulsion!
Boss Bai Qi, evidently lacking in self-control compared to the War Soul Bai Qi, especially in terms of self-awareness, only reacted under the instinct of combat when the short sword in War Soul Bai Qi's hand had already pierced towards him.
A sword flicked!
