As a transmigrator who knew the ultimate secrets of the world, Qin Tian had thought nothing in this world could shock him anymore.
But when he saw Ye Fan's face, Qin Tian realized he had been a little too confident.
The world was unpredictable. Sometimes, being too confident was not a good thing.
Qin Tian's pupils quaked. Holding his forehead, he said, torn between laughter and tears, "Isn't this way too damn melodramatic?!!!"
It was a face he could not have known better.
Though he did not see it often, he could see that face whenever and wherever he wanted.
Yet when that familiar face appeared on someone else, Qin Tian felt suffocated.
At first glance, Qin Tian almost thought he was looking at another version of himself.
That face looked far too much like his!!!
But upon closer inspection, he could still find some differences.
There were differences in their features, brows, and eyes.
In fact, they only bore a fifty-percent resemblance.
At most, cultivation had made Qin Tian's skin fairer and his appearance a little more refined, making him much better-looking than Ye Fan.
For some reason, though, at first glance, he instinctively felt they looked almost identical.
But upon careful inspection, their differences were still clearly distinguishable.
At this moment, many questions from the past found their answers.
A flash of lightning seemed to streak through Qin Tian's mind, connecting some previously overlooked questions. Why did Shi Hao feel so familiar when I traced the past and caught that fleeting glimpse?
That familiarity reached deep into my soul. Even though the entanglement of cause and effect kept me from remembering clearly, I still instinctively felt familiarity... even fear.
It made me afraid to look at Shi Hao again.
Qin Tian closed his eyes and murmured, "Because what