"Sigh..."
Faced with Sack's questioning, Luo Fan sighed inwardly in resignation.
What could he do? Things had already reached this point. Luo Fan certainly couldn't admit he was the fake.
All he could do now was insist he was the real one.
With that thought, Luo Fan stared at Sack.
"Who are you? Why are you impersonating me? You really are the guilty party crying foul! I'm the real one, and you're the fake!" Sack stared at Luo Fan and shouted angrily.
"I'm the real one! You came later, so you're the fake! Didn't expect this, did you? What were you trying to do by impersonating me? You ended up running into the real me, didn't you?" Luo Fan sneered at Sack in front of him.
A flurry of footsteps rang out.
As Luo Fan and Sack argued, a dense patter of footsteps soon approached.
The other Weird inside the building had heard the argument and come over.
At the sight of two Young Master Sacks, the Weird looked baffled and exchanged glances.
"What's going on? Why are there two Young Master Sacks?"
The Weird arriving one after another discussed it in hushed voices.
The Weird who had been there from the beginning explained the situation to the others, saying that both Young Master Sacks had come to visit His Majesty, only to run straight into each other.
"Can you tell which Young Master Sack is real?" one Weird asked a companion.
"No. The two Young Master Sacks look exactly alike. Their voices, appearances, builds, and even their bearing are all identical." The Weird being questioned shook their head.
"Then do the two Young Master Sacks have any way to prove themselves?" Seeing that Luo Fan and Sack's argument couldn't possibly settle anything, one Weird suddenly spoke up.
"Hmph, you