The resemblance was uncanny. Simply too uncanny.
Before truly seeing the Fake Lu Chao, Lu Dingtian had only heard descriptions from his children and others, and he hadn't taken them to heart.
But the moment he saw the Fake Lu Chao for himself, the feeling in his heart was so real.
'He's a fake. This is a fake,' Lu Dingtian secretly warned himself.
The shadowy figure from the Cyan Sword Great Empire had made it perfectly clear: there was no such thing as resurrection in this world.
It was all just baseless legend.
Thus, after just two breaths, Lu Dingtian immediately returned to normal. "Fake Lu Chao," he said, "I have no such adopted son as you."
His tone was cold and detached, back to his usual self.
Lu Chao gave another faint smile. "Lu Dingtian, how do you like that Heavenly Destiny Violent Saint Bone of mine?"
