C1209 Master's clone?

Waiting, the most torturous process, every moment felt like it was ten thousand years long as beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Qiao Nan's forehead.

His blood seemed to have completely stopped flowing. His heart pounded and his body trembled.

It was unknown how much time had passed, or perhaps it was just a few breaths, but to Qiao Nan, it was like ten thousand years had passed