Chen Lun's pupils contracted sharply as his eyes narrowed slightly.
He looked at the man in front of him who bore a seventy to eighty percent resemblance to Philip, and a strong sense of absurdity and disbelief surged in his heart.
"Philip?!"
"I'm sorry, I didn't tell you the truth before."
The blond man smiled apologetically.
"No, I should say, when I wrote the message, I hadn't realized the truth yet... It wasn't until later that I discovered that after Howard and I challenged our mentor together, we didn't completely win. Because our destinies had already been influenced by our mentor's power, gradually approaching each other until we fused, becoming indistinguishable."
His eyes, filled with dark circles, revealed a dim light.
As a Destiny Saint himself, Chen Lun easily understood the meaning behind his words.
