Killed a Monk with a Slash

Clone Dao meant all cloned bodies were one. Therefore, how would the two little Junior Sisters argue?

"Senior Brother, we're acting because we were afraid you would not be used to so many of us." Linglong Number One, the Spatial Clone, hugged his left arm.

"Senior Brother, you won't be angry, will you?" Meanwhile, the Five Elemental Linglong hugged and swayed his right arm.

"I feel rather awkward." Jiang Ming had the urge to scratch his head but could not move his arms.

"Aren't you supposed to feel happy with an additional me?" the two Zi Linglongs said simultaneously.

"Yes, I'm happy!" Jiang Ming looked at one and then at the other.

He suddenly felt he was on cloud nine, hugging one on his left and the other on his right.

He still had one on each side when he lay on the rattan chair. But it made the otherwise slightly spacious chair seem a little narrow.