Si Ren bit down hard on his lower lip, tasting a trace of iron on the tip of his tongue. His gaze locked fiercely onto the fake Si Ren, trying to probe for the slightest flaw or trace of sincerity in that face identical to his own. Despite the tempest raging in his heart, he forced himself to remain calm and spoke.
"What on earth do you mean by this so-called reshaping of order? Are you saying everything must operate according to your own will and rules? If you lose, everything will continue along its original trajectory. Our world won't be affected in the slightest. But in the unlikely event that you win, all order will be rearranged, turning into a world centered around you and dominated by your thoughts. Once our existence hinders your development, will we still have any possibility of surviving? When that time truly comes, will our world even exist?"
A cold sneer surfaced on the fake Si Ren's face, a smile that made Si Ren's blood run cold, as if he were being watched by an icy snake.
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