Ye Zhan was a top student who was cold to others but mean to others. He finally fell into a well with the manhole cover stolen.
After traveling to a different world, Ye Zhan calmly accepted everything and began to run further and further down the road of being slapped in the face and seeking death.
Boosting favorability, slapping people in the face, and committing suicide, Ye Zhan did it with a smile. Friends who knew Ye Zhan felt that if Ye Zhan died one day, it would be his own fault.
But this good young man with a warm-hearted and ruthless face was running happily on the road of seeking death, but he was alive and well.
Holding a sword in one hand and making ink in the other, Ye Zhan, dressed in red, stood on the snowy peak and looked at the idiots who wanted to kill him. He licked the blood on his hands and said: Do you really want to hit me?
The idiots who were pointed at by swords nodded inwardly.
Ye Zhan smiled. He spent the day before yesterday raising a little friend. I'm not even afraid of your father, so I'm afraid of idiots like you? Kill!