C70 Entering the Spaceship

Chu Xing and his mechanical counterpart scrutinized the trio of clones, taking in their fiery red visage. Their hair blazed the same hue, and the Qilin patterns etched across their skin were a masterpiece of divine craftsmanship—dense, compact, and with a tangible three-dimensionality that gave them a striking, layered look that shimmered with an inner fire