"Holy shit!"
Seeing Star Platinum hurl a massive chunk of concrete at him.
Fang Mo immediately started cursing, then summoned Steve to raise his shield in defense. "...I'm the fucking real deal!!!"
Bang!
With a thunderous crash, the whistling concrete burst against the shield, spraying fragments everywhere.
"..."
Jotaro Kujo looked somewhat surprised, but he remained vigilant. His tone was extremely grave as he spoke. "How do I know whether you're really the genuine article? Maybe the real you is still rotting in prison!"
"Can't you see my Stand?"
Fang Mo pointed at the angular Steve beside him. "Can this thing be faked?"
"Why do you think I'd fall for it so easily?"
Jotaro Kujo remained on guard. "That guy showed me this Stand too. Otherwise, I would've suspected him long ago..."
"I see."
Fang Mo frowned as well. He really had forgotten about that.
If he remembered correctly, Yellow Temperance could indeed imitate Stands to a certain extent. However, it could only copy their appearance and lacked their actual functions. For example, if Yellow Temperance imitated The Hand, it could only mimic its form.
It would not possess the special ability to erase space.
"Here's the thing."
With that in mind, Fang Mo explained, "That guy can only imitate a Stand's appearance. He can't replicate its special abilities. If you don't believe me, I can make a TNT explode instantly and show you."
"What you said does make some sense..."
Jotaro Kujo pulled an old-fashioned lighter from his pocket. "But I can't rule out the possibility that a fake is deliberately trying to mislead me. You showed up far too suddenly, and you seem to know everything. So I can't trust you for now."
"Dude, do you even have a brain?!"
Fang Mo was nearly angered into laughter. "If