Jiang Shouzhong and Jiang Yi turned around, and their expressions immediately became astonished upon seeing who had spoken.
They saw a little boy identical to Fu Erbao, sitting cross-legged on a stone sculpted lotus platform, staring at them coldly.
"Can this mirror really create another person?"
Jiang Shouzhong felt disbelief.
Jiang Yi frowned her delicate willow-leaf eyebrows and asked aloud, "Little guy, are you the person from the mirror?"
"I am Fu Erbao."
The boy answered coldly.
Jiang Yi lifted her jade finger, pointing at Fu Erbao on the stone platform, and said, "You say you are Fu Erbao, then who is he?"
"He is also Fu Erbao."
The boy replied.
Jiang Yi couldn't help but laugh charmingly, saying, "This is extremely interesting, how can there be two Fu Erbaos in this world?"
"Why not?"
The boy's tone remained indifferent, like a pool of stagnant water,
