The man's face was withered and gaunt, his eye sockets deeply sunken. Perhaps from a prolonged absence of sunlight, his complexion was exceptionally pale.
Though his appearance was barely human, upon that emaciated face, one could still discern features strikingly similar to those of Master Yang.
That they were twins was entirely out of the question; looking at the fate that had befallen him, the answers were already self-evident.
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