Jiang Xiaobai was taken aback at the words, cold sweat flowing down his back. He tried his best to hide it, yet he couldn't escape the Holy Maiden's gaze. Could it be that this covert operation would have to end here?
"Holy Maiden, among the vast multitude in the world, it's not surprising that a few might look alike, is it?"
Jiang Xiaobai had not given up, he was still making his last effort.
"Yes, but unfortunately, you are not him. You just resemble him slightly; your temperament is entirely different."
The Holy Maiden sighed.
Jiang Xiaobai felt relieved in his heart. Fortunately, ever since he came to the Spiritual Mountain, he could change his original demeanor; otherwise, today would have been troublesome.
"Holy Maiden, presumably that old acquaintance is very important to you?"
"What does that have to do with you?" The Holy Maiden suddenly turned cold; her temper was truly unpredictable, not knowing when it might erupt.
