"If a Restricted Zone Nine-Step Ghost King stood before you, could you completely turn into them?" Jiang Chen asked eagerly to confirm.
The Evil Self nodded, just as expected. "Of course. No problem."
"Excellent!" Jiang Chen slapped his thigh. "From now on, I'm calling you big brother."
The Evil Self went pale with fright. "How could that be allowed? We have to respect the hierarchy. Big brother, don't joke like that."
The moment it heard that, it knew something was wrong. Big brother was clearly testing whether it harbored ambitions and whether it was loyal enough.
If it really dared to act above its station, it would probably be close to death.
Along the way, it had figured things out. It was only a copy. Whatever it had, big brother surely had too, and his was even stronger.
How could he really be as weak as he appeared?
Combined with big brother's two lessons, the Evil Self understood everything. He was clearly pretending to be weak so that, when his enemies drove him into a corner and grew smug, he could suddenly unleash his power and plunge them into despair.
"As expected of big brother. So calculating, so vicious in his thinking, always plotting against others and toying with their minds. I have so much to learn from him..."
The Evil Self could not help marveling.
Jiang Chen had no idea why this fellow had suddenly sunk into thought. He looked around at the black high-rises and, deciding the time was about right, patted its shoulder.
"Stop spacing out. Come on, let's go see our masterpiece!"
The two moved, arriving somewhere higher up.
They looked down.
More than ten minutes had passed, and figures that were bright red all over and brimming with intense malice began emerging from the buildings