Ye Lin raised a hand, and a portrait appeared beside him. Then he fixed the man with a dangerous gaze.
Better to kill by mistake than let one slip through. If he could not find him, then this fellow could forget about living.
Who told him to look so much like the person in the portrait?
That was Ye Lin's way of doing things.
"This person really does look exactly like me, but Senior, there are countless living beings between heaven and earth. It's normal for people to resemble each other a little, isn't it?"
Tang Cheng said helplessly, though he still committed the person in the portrait to memory.
Whatever the man before him said went. Although there had not been the slightest hint of intimidation in his tone just now, a sense of vigilance had already risen in Tang Cheng's heart.
The weak had no right to speak before the strong. Before this man, he had no right to speak either. Whatever the other party said, that was how it was.
"Alright. You've seen him now, and you've remembered him. I don't care whether he looks alike or not. Find him."
"If you can't find him, you will die."
"Go."
After leaving a divine-sense mark on the man, Ye Lin waved his hand and turned to leave.
Once Ye Lin's figure had completely vanished from sight, Tang Cheng's expression darkened.
"Damn it, nothing's going right. I run into this kind of mess the moment I step outside."
"In the vast Demon-Monster Realm, you want me to find someone who looks like me? What, appearances can be molded however one pleases. You only gave me a portrait—how am I supposed to find him?"
"Fuck, this is utterly unreasonable."
After cursing under his breath a few times where he stood,