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It was almost full sunset, and I don't know if I suddenly remembered something, and the breathing from the little intruder brought a hint of panic. The footsteps of the other party turning around can be heard very clearly...... The long silence has finally been broken, and that is the breakthrough.

Then, seizing the opportunity, I spoke.

"Old man Nangong Longfei, it's been a long time since I've seen others come to this kind of place where birds don't lay eggs. Since the children have been standing outside for so long, why don't they come in and talk about it?"

I no longer pretended that I didn't notice the intruder coming, and turned around in a dignified manner, just as the little intruder, slightly startled by the fact that I had suddenly spoken, involuntarily turned his gaze in my direction...... That's when I was able to see the little intruder's face.

“!!!”

Originally, I wanted to scare this little intruder. Although I have dismissed this idea from the halfway point of playing, it is not wrong that this is my original intention.

However, it is humiliating to say, but the truth is ...... I was frightened, and not just a little.

“......”

The moment the two of us looked at each other, I could clearly feel that the little intruder in front of me was trying to look at my face. However, at this time, I didn't care about such a small thing.

I once heard people say, "There are always two or three people in this world who look exactly like you," and I scoffed at that.

The so-called human beings are different from birth. Perhaps, once in a while, there are people who look very close to each other, but that is a very rare example, and not everyone in the world will encounter such a thing. Moreover, there is a fundamental problem here...... No matter how similar the appearance is, the personality can never be the same.

Everyone has a different appearance, and even with it, they will have different natures, plus, circumstances and circumstances...... Both of these can also affect a person's acquired character.

Some people, they are so good at disguising their emotions that you can't detect what's going on in their minds at any given time...... Let's not mention this first. A person's appearance is composed of both appearance and temperament. And temperament is especially affected by personality and circumstances.

Even if they have very similar looks, their natures may still be very different. Even if it is assumed that they are very similar in appearance and nature, it is unlikely that their experiences and growth environment will be similar.

Considering all of the above, it is impossible to find a person in this world who is almost exactly like you in the true sense of the word. I've always believed in that.

But...... And that's the end of it.

Meet this little intruder...... It completely broke my stubborn and absolute concept.

In all fairness, this little intruder doesn't look like me at all.

I've never had such smooth and shiny hair, and my eyes have been unusually fierce since I was a child, and I look like I've been staring at people twenty-four hours a day. My hair has gradually turned gray since I was 50 years old, and before that, I was just an ordinary person with popular black hair, and I looked like a more popular person...... Although, I don't think there are many people who are as angry as I was before I was fifty years old.

This little intruder, from head to foot, is not half like me. But...... But it's very similar to my sister. If there is anything like it, the appearance, the hair color, and even the color of the pupils are exactly the same!

Her long silver hair, almost waist-length, still sparkles even in the afterglow of the setting sun. The pale gray pupils are neither white nor black, which is quite rare as a type of pupil color, and I have only seen it on my sister so far. Then, the cheeks that are delicate like dolls, but with a bit of dust, are even more incomparable!

My sister ...... Nangong Yunsheng died when I was a teenager. The reason is that monsters from far away have broken through the coastal defenses of the military headquarters, and it just so happened that they broke into a town inhabited by only a few hundred people, and that unfortunate town happened to be the same place where we were.

My sister died in the invasion of monsters, and I, in order to avenge her, embarked on a path full of blood and killing. I worked hard to hone my skills, more than a hundred times more ruthless than when I practiced in the dojo in the past, and I endlessly slaughtered the monsters that killed my sister, hoping that one day these hideous alien creatures would be completely eradicated from this world...... For me now, it was an unbearable time to look back on, and all kinds of things in my childhood have long been gradually forgotten.

But even so, there are some things that I will never forget in my life......

My sister's face, and the ...... with whom she spent Memories that used to be happy......

Seeing the face of this little intruder, in an instant, I almost thought that my sister had come back to life.

The sister who is obviously the same father and mother as me, but for some reason, her hair is born with a silver white hair color. That genetically doesn't make any difference from me, but for some reason, it's even more beautiful than me and my dead parents combined, almost to the level of a fairy. That one...... No matter what time it is, it carries a spotless pure white temperament...... My favorite, sister.

It is impossible to resurrect a person from death.

My sister is dead, and just sixty years ago, no one knows this fact better than I do.

I wanted to stand up and shout my sister's name and hug the little one in front of me, but I knew very well in my heart that this person just miraculously looked exactly like my sister and her...... This person is not my real sister.

Thanks to my more than 70 years of career, decades of tea tasting, enlightenment, sword training, and the experience of once going astray, my self-control ability and reason are slightly higher than ordinary people.

I tried my best to suppress my troubled emotions and pretend to be as stable as Tarzan. There are people in this world who are good at hiding their emotions, and there are people who are not good at hiding their emotions, and unfortunately, I belong to the side that is suitable to be a liar. Seventy years of life experience have made me extremely proficient in this way, except for an old stubborn who seems to be polite and polite, but is actually a battle maniac in his bones, an old madman with a frightening intuition, and a genius who is not right-mouthed, I believe that there are only a handful of people in the world who can see the flaws in my expression.

Sensing the other's gaze on the scar on my face linger for a while, I quietly took a breath and spoke.

"Slightly, were you frightened by the claw marks on the old man's face?"

(To be continued.) )