Looking at the impostor James, Xzavion frowned, searching his face for any hint that might reveal the deception.

After a moment, the fake James smiled and asked, “So, do you still think I’m a fraud?”

Xzavion’s face twitched. He couldn't find words.

He wasn't sure whether the man before him was a fake, but he believed the real James would seek justice for him and the New Shahrzad Dynasty.

“I know what you want,” the fake James sighed, adding, “but you can’t stage a massacre in front of everyone over a woman.”

Xzavion glared at him.

“We’ve faced life and death together. How can I watch you and the woman you love suffer?”

Hearing this, Xzavion's anger dissipated.

“Xzavion, as your friend, I have to say this,” the fake James continued, “we can’t act on impulse anymore. It's time to let our imagination run wild and create our own Genesis World.

“We both hold authority. Our words and actions can shape the fate of all realms. We need to be cautious.”

With that, he withdrew his hand.