Calm

Dyon snapped himself out of his thought, looking straight into the eyes of what looked like a reflection of himself, before he spoke the first words he had in years, "I don't believe for an instance someone carrying a visage so close to mine could say something so stupid. I am quite an arrogant person, and as such, I can say with certainty that your IQ is several dozen points too low to impersonate me.

"If you want to attack my dao heart, and make me question my own decisions, you should have picked a difference face."

Dyon's form of speech was quite funny, even to himself. After so many years of silence, even he felt that his words were too rigid and formal. Was he speaking casually? Or was he giving an important address?

Despite Dyon's words though, his clone responded to his insults exactly how he would have.

Laughing lightly, the clone shook his head, "I don't need clever tricks or manipulations to relay the truth.