The first thing to hide was, of course, his weakness. He couldn't return to his main body by simply killing this vessel. Activating the vessel's teleportation was a possibility, but it required time—a detail he could not afford to reveal.
This way, as long as the Golden Sun Daoist knew he was just a clone, there would be nothing the Daoist could do to him. All he had to do was find the right opportunity to leave.
Upon hearing Yang An's words, the Golden Sun Daoist fell silent.
He would never have guessed that Yang An had already seen through his ruse. He just hadn't expected Yang An to come here as a mere clone. 'This kid is far too cautious!'
The tables had turned, and now the Golden Sun Daoist was caught in a bind. He couldn't move forward—he was damned if he responded and damned if he didn't.
After a long moment, he let out a soft sigh.
