To the few pedestrians on this street, the tall young man who appeared in their field of vision walked into the bookstore without hesitation. No one could tell that the real person had turned into an illusory being.
Over a dozen seconds later, Wang Zhifan's true self, hidden far away, controlled this doppelgänger to step into the strange, wide-open bookstore that seemed deserted.
Through the doppelgänger's vision, he saw there were no customers in the bookstore, only an old man who seemed to be the owner. Coincidentally, he sharply sensed that this seemingly ordinary store owner was not of flesh and blood, belonging instead to the same illusory existence as the doppelgänger he sent here.
"There is indeed something fishy here. I'm glad I stayed cautious."
