I was once a "poor boy" with nothing in her eyes. In order to support her so-called "cultivation", I was willing to move bricks for four years and spend everything I had. It wasn't until the eSports World Cup, which was broadcast live around the world, that I saw her true face behind the mask of the "cool Buddhist girl"—a "steak girl" who snuggled into the arms of foreign players, trampled on her national integrity and dignity, and smiled wildly.
At that moment, after four years of worship, I woke up from the dream. If the Buddha does not save me, I will become a demon.
The private helicopter hovered over the stadium, and I called the phone: "Power out!"
Darkness fell and the world was in an uproar.
Everyone thought I was just an abandoned pauper, but they didn't know that I was the helmsman of the Gu Group.
When she was penniless and desperate, begging for reconciliation, I sneered: "I learned from you. You pretend to be a Buddhist girl and I pretend to be a poor man. Aren't we a perfect match?"
When she tried to cling to the powerful, but found out that she was just a joke of the upper class, Su Luo, the female e-sports war goddess next to me, was leading her team to trample under the feet of the man who had humiliated me on the arena I built for her.
If the Buddha doesn't save you, I will save you - into hell!
