The Doppelgänger with No Good People

Lu Shan returned once more to the mud house he had lived in for over a decade, only to find it in utter ruin.

The walls still bore countless beast claw marks. Clearly, the other party had been furious.

Lu Shan felt nothing upon seeing this. After all, he had killed several foxes—most likely members of the same clan.

If several of his own family members had been killed, he would have found it hard to remain calm as well.

But then he seemed to think of something. Grabbing Chubby Girl, who was still roaring in a childish voice, he rushed toward the mountainside.

There, he saw the dug-up grave. Yellowed bones had been scattered carelessly all around it.

Lu Shan said nothing. Yet even Chubby Girl felt fear at the dangerous aura radiating from him, a bone-chilling darkness and coldness.

His fury had finally shattered the human skin he wore on the surface. As Yang Mu's doppelgänger, Lu Shan had never been a normal person.

In his original memories, his father had taken him into the mountains not only because they truly could no longer survive, but also because he wished to keep him away from other people.

From a young age, Lu Shan had displayed extraordinary indifference and cruelty. When he was still very little, he had twisted the neck of the family's only hen with his bare hands.

Other children truly played when they played. He, however, had tormented every little insect around him. Crushing ants to death and eating them had been his favorite pastime.

After his mother died, his condition worsened further. Coupled with the fact that they genuinely could not afford the taxes, his father had taken him into the mountains.

Afterward, his father devoted all his energy to changing Lu Shan's nature, but