The man before him—or rather, the middle-aged man.
He was lean, yet his posture was exceptionally upright.
That familiar face.
Though age had caught up with him, he still gave off an exceedingly handsome impression.
The refined, scholarly air around him felt so familiar that one could not help wanting to draw close.
It was still the same face.
Exceptionally well maintained.
Only the look in his eyes carried a little more of life's wear and tear.
He was himself, more than twenty years in the future.
The current Duke of the State of the Great Sage Dynasty, as deduced by the illusion array.
Zeng Anmin, the Duke of the State, who stood beneath one man and above ten thousand!
Zeng Anmin merely sized up his self from twenty-seven years later before an admiring expression appeared on his face.
"Greetings, Duke of the State."
At this moment, Zeng Anmin's identity within the illusion array was the Black Cat Martial Artist.
He was the number one assassin of the Great Sage Dynasty.
As for his salute, Duke of the State Zeng Anmin studied him deeply for a while before a half-smile appeared on his face.
"Black Cat Martial Artist..."
"More than twenty years ago, my late father and I had already heard of your great name in Two Rivers Prefecture. Never did I imagine that after more than twenty years, you would become the number one assassin of the Great Sage Dynasty..."
Hearing this,
Zeng Anmin felt extremely strange inside.
After all, he was facing his "future" self.
It was impossible for him to have no thoughts at all.
"You flatter me, Duke."
Zeng Anmin considered his words for a while before answering.
He understood himself extremely well.
But the person before him had been deduced by the illusion array.
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