"That's not necessarily the case; it all depends on whether or not her skills are up to par."
With a light chuckle, Zhan Se didn't say anything else. All of a sudden, she stood up and began to pace back and forth in front of Tang Yu. Sometimes she looked up, sometimes she furrowed her brow, sometimes she smoothed her hair, sometimes she smiled—none of her actions resembled how she had just been. Instead, she was the spitting image of Tang Yu's current expression. The words that came out of her mouth were even more chilling.
"I can't get the better of you, but I can become you!"
"What... what are you going to do?" Tang Yu's voice was filled with shock and anger.
"What am I going to do? Don't you already know?"
