“I told you I'm done competing professionally.”
“I know.”
“Then why are you here? The match is this afternoon. Aren't you supposed to be training?”
“I came to give you something.”
“What is it?”
“See for yourself!”
It was a sheet of paper, covered from top to bottom in densely packed writing.
As he read, the corners of his eyes slowly reddened, and tears blurred his vision.
“Thunder Club, you bastards!”
His low, furious shout faded. Cheng Hao slumped to the floor, wrapped his arms around his knees, and began to cry.
About half an hour later, he slowly got to his feet, tucked the paper inside his clothes, wiped away his tears, and pulled out his phone.
“What time does the match start?”
“Three this afternoon!” The other person fell silent for a moment before replying in a low voice.
“I'll be there on time.” He paused, then added, “Tell them that I, Shenglong, am officially rejoining the team.”
Compared with the brainless CP group I saw before, which used all kinds of invincible techniques to kill people indiscriminately, this book is more pertinent and has more details. I feel like it more [Chigua] Continue to add five stars, I really like this book.