The morning sunlight streamed through the window into the room, where Chen Nan sat cross-legged on the bed, engrossed in the cultivation techniques of spiritual power.
But just as he concentrated, an abrupt change occurred—
"Crack..."
A crisp shattering sound was heard, as the window glass was smashed by something.
Chen Nan leaped up, dashed to the window in a single stride, and looked out, his complexion changing drastically in an instant.
There was a person standing outside the window.
To be precise, it was a man, a man who looked exactly like Chen Nan.
"Who are you?"
Staring at the man outside who was identical to himself, Chen Nan's expression turned cold; he was well aware that the visitor had ill intentions.
"My name is Han Yang, but that no longer matters because from today onwards, you will disappear, and I will be Chen Nan," said the other man before turning and striding rapidly away into the distance.
"Stop!"
