Lin Chu, suffering from an incurable illness, had given up on life and returned to the countryside to spend his remaining days there.
Then he unexpectedly stumbled upon an extraordinary opportunity: his arm could actually reach into the game Honor of Kings!
Daji pouted coquettishly. “Who? Who’s touching my tail?”
Bian Que raged. “What the hell! Someone stole my treasure chest!”
Yang Jian wept bitterly. “That bastard doesn’t even spare dogs! My poor Howling Celestial Dog has probably ended up in a dog-meat stew!”
The culprit, Lin Chu, lounged at ease. “Hey, don’t blame me. I’ll make it up to you with some spicy strips or something...”
Everyone exclaimed in wonder, “Mmm! This is delicious!”
Lin Chu looked at the beauty in his arms and nodded with a smile. It really was delicious!
Is this a village? No one is good.
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