Xuanhuan: I'm Incredibly Good at Burying People

Zhao Wuwei: "Zhang Tianxing, you can't bury me! My father won't let you get away with this!"

Old Ninth: "Um, boss, can we talk about this? Could you not bury my little sister? She's still so young, and she doesn't bite!"

Zhang Yunbai: "Zhang Tianxing, I've told you before, don't call me a pretty boy. I just don't tan, that's all!"

With a willow-wood iron shovel balanced in one hand, Zhang Tianxing crouched in a tree, watching the bunch below who had come looking for trouble, and thought:

"How about I bury all of them?"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.