"Why...are you standing so far away?" Wan An turned his head and looked at Xie Juanchao and his clones speechlessly.

One is leaning against the door and the other is sitting on the window edge, more than four meters apart.

"I don't have a loud voice, so you can't hear me from such a distance." Wan An was caught in the middle with a look of helplessness on his face.

"Little Nightingale, you can stay with me. Anyway, he can't understand, so he has to ask me to translate." The clone sat on the edge of the window and stretched out his hand towards Wan'an.

The truth is this, Wan An flew to the clone's shoulder and landed.

She looked at Xie Juanchao, who was leaning alone in the corner, and motioned for him to come over too.

"He has very good ears. You can just go to the living room and listen." The clone looked provocatively at Xie Juanchao, and raised her hand to point to the locked room door for him.

"Is that what I said?" Wan An grinded his teeth, raised his claws and stepped hard on the clone's shoulder.

"Let's see." The clone looked helpless and said to Xie Juan, "Little Nightingale has asked you to go out and listen."

"Heh." Xie Juan smiled angrily, and looked at Wan'an with a faint look: "Wan'an, this one doesn't seem to be willing to act as an interpreter between us."

"You translate well." Wan'an raised his paw and stepped on the clone's shoulder: "If he doesn't understand, how can I still not understand?"

"Okay, okay." The clone leaned back against the window, looking lazy: "I'll just translate."

Xie Juanchao listened to Wan'an's explanation by himself without the need for a separate translation step.

Regarding Wan'an's description of the 5-star card skills drawn by Game B, the clone did a good job of translating and did not fool Xie Junchao.

"So the character he showed is an extraction of my original character?" Xie Juanchao leaned against the door, looking at Cozy leaning against the window, with a faint arc at the corner of his mouth, and the gaze that fell on him always had a

The hostile clone slowly shook his head.

"Wan'an, are you sure he was created by extracting my original personality?" Xie Juanchao's eyes were filled with suspicion.

Regardless of appearance, figure or skill, the clone is the same as him.

What's even more outrageous is that he can't hear the clone's heartbeat or breathing.

Mu Gang and Dane, who were tied up, were in the living room. As long as Xie Junchao listened carefully, she could clearly hear their heartbeats, breathing, and even blood flow.

However, Xie Juanchao could not sense these in his clone.

If the clone and him are not standing face to face and can be seen, they are like air and do not exist.

There is also a character shown by the clone. Xie Juanchao does not agree that it is similar to him, and it is even derived from his original character.

"Character will be magnified on your original character." Wan'an explained.

After she finished speaking, she turned her head to look at the clone and motioned for him to translate.

"Little Nightingale said that our personalities are not the same. Indeed, I don't agree that my personality is derived from you." The clone followed the interpreter, with a serious look on his face and nodded as if he recognized himself.

"Can you do it? If not, I will do it myself." Wan An walked along the clone's shoulder to his arm, pecked the back of his hand, and warned in a deep voice.

"I can do it. Little Nightingale, please don't be angry first. Give me another chance." The clone raised the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but reach out and press Wan An's head.

Compared with Xie Wenrou, the character of Xie Junchao's clone this time is really very different.

He agreed, turned to Xie Juan for the translator, and completely changed his mind.

Wan'an's trust in the clone was lowered by him, so he thought of a countermeasure and emphasized loudly: "You can repeat what I say later, and you are not allowed to add words or words."

The smile at the corner of the clone's mouth disappeared instantly, and he frowned and said reluctantly: "Is this so..."

"Little Nightingale." The clone raised his left arm, closing the distance between himself and Wan An standing on the back of his hand, lowering his eyes seriously: "For us, he is an outsider after all. Just explain the reason. More about the system and cards.

There’s no need to tell him the detailed information.”

"Compared to him, the relationship between us is closer." The clone's face was full of worry, and his eyes were looking deeply at Wan An on the back of his hand.

He stressed: "Little Nightingale, you know that I will always be loyal to you. As for him, he is only a collaborator who we have only known each other for a few days. Who knows if he will betray us both if we have differences?

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