What Else is There In This Space-Time?

"Who's there!? ... Mr. San?!"

At first, Chen Xiaolian was puzzled, but when he saw the long-handled umbrella in the man's hand clearly, he was shocked.

The man's body seemed to be shrouded in darkness, no matter how Chen Xiaolian tried to look, he couldn't see his face clearly. Even his voice sounded ethereal.

But that umbrella made Chen Xiaolian's heart suddenly tense!

Mr. San!

Why would Mr. San appear here?

Historically, Mr. San never appeared during this Instance of the copy.

"This thing is not something anyone can casually use." Mr. San's voice seemed distant, then repeated again.

"But... not... anyone can use it. But... but... but... but not just anyone... anyone... anyone... can use it..."

Chen Xiaolian was stunned.

This voice... it's like...

A disc?!

Mr. San was less than three steps away from Chen Xiaolian, but Chen Xiaolian still couldn't see his face.

"Mr. San?" Chen Xiaolian frowned, asking in a deep voice, "Is it really you?"