That's so offensive to the ears.

When Schech went to see it, it was all broken, shielding himself from the noise behind him.

She changed her habit of speaking inappropriately a long time ago, and Shi Jinzhe would only tease her when no one was around or in private.

Romantic encounters are most arousing when confined to a space where only the two of you are present.

"Let's go back to our room."

"Let's go back." Shi Jinzhe chased away the mosquitoes and sprayed mosquito repellent on himself.

The citrus scent isn't overpowering, but spraying too much can be uncomfortable. Going home early and tidying up will make him feel better.

As he turned around, he saw a black figure stride towards him and reach out to grab Shekh.

Shekh retreated in time, his movements fluid as he turned and dodged the person who suddenly rushed at him.

Shi Jinzhe grabbed the man's wrist, tightening his grip, and demanded, "What are you doing?"

The person he was holding was the man in the young couple, wearing a black pullover long-sleeved shirt and sporting a chestnut-shaped haircut.

Chestnut Head pulled his arm back. He was more than half a head shorter than Shi Jinzhe, and his imposing manner weakened when they were face to face.

"Well, I didn't mean anything by it. We were just playing a game, a dare, it wasn't intentional."

"What kind of adventure?"

"They're the ones who came up with this idea for me: hug a stranger... and then my friend said, 'Let's see if I dare to hug you.'"

Shekh came out, revealing half his face, but didn't say anything.

What kind of crazy thing to do is this? She was perfectly fine here, and suddenly some smelly man came and tried to hug her. Isn't that insane?

"Have you heard the word 'harassment'?" Shi Jinzhe shook off Chestnut Head's hand, not bothering to restrain his strength, and fell directly to the ground.

Chestnut Head's friends gathered around: "...It can't be that serious, we're just playing a game, don't be so sensitive about jokes. He still has to climb the mountain, what if you fall and get hurt? You'll have to pay for his medical expenses."

Time passed quickly, and the wind swept by.

The boys who gathered around were still saying, "Besides, we've always played like this before and no one said anything. They're together, aren't they?"

Shekh looked in the direction he was pointing and saw it was the girl in the young couple. So that's how the two of them met.

She asked Chestnut Head, "Aren't you worried your girlfriend will be angry if you hug me?"

"I don't mind," the girl replied. "Anyway, his heart is with me. No one else can seduce him. I am his home, and he will always come back."

If it weren't for the inappropriate costumes, Sheikh would have thought they were acting out a scene of a magnanimous empress whipping a maid.

She whispered behind Shi Jinzhe's back, "Shi Jinzhe, a remnant of feudalism."

The voice was very soft, but everyone's attention was focused on it; anyone could hear it.

Everyone who was later forced out of the room to watch the drama unfold heard it all clearly.

A low chuckle rippled through the crowd. Seeing that everyone had already heard it, Shekh decided to speak his mind, "You don't need to look at me like that. Your boyfriend isn't even as good-looking as my cook."

She scanned the chestnut heads on the ground from top to bottom.

He clutched his chest, pretending to be seriously injured, and kept saying how hard it is to be a working person, that he doesn't even earn enough money to pay for medical treatment, and he kept going on and on.

Shekh couldn't understand why this could be considered a treasure.

She sarcastically remarked sincerely, "Your world consists of nothing but chickens, ducks, cows, and horses. No normal person would want to take your home, so don't worry."

Shekh walked past the girl and her friends. The young people wanted to say something more, but then she said, "I'm sick. Killing people isn't illegal. If you say another word, I'll push you off the mountain."

The girl choked, standing there unsure how to respond.

After Shi Jin fell two steps back, he warned the group, "I can afford to lose five lives. Be quiet tonight."

Watching Shi Jinzhe and Shehe leave one after the other, the five of them pouted and whispered among themselves.

The guests at the table with children listened for a long time, and finally the hostess couldn't help but speak up, "Don't think he's showing off. The jade bracelet he's wearing could buy a house, and the snake bracelet his wife is wearing is worth seven figures, which is considered cheap in her family."

The man at the table exclaimed in surprise, "How did you know?"

“Because I sold that jade bracelet… As for that bracelet, I heard from the manager of the store next door that a wealthy man recently bought all the jewelry in the Serpent series, and several sets were even imported from abroad. This man always buys jewelry. He doesn’t remember us, but we know him.”

"She really is rich." The man knew that his wife was a store manager at a luxury jewelry brand store, and when she said she was rich, she really was rich.

"You're pretty good at hiding it. You recognized me but didn't say anything. I thought you were dressed quite plainly, so I didn't even look at you closely."

"I finally got a year off to go on vacation, why am I bringing this up?"

The woman didn't say it, but based on her work experience, people who have a calm attitude towards everything are the potential big clients, because there are so many good things out there, and the same thing can be enjoyed by some people and taken as a part of life by others.

A person may not enjoy life, but they must live it.

She put down her chopsticks, smiled at the young people, and said, "Search for the name Ouroboros. It would be best to look at the news about this group before it changed its name. Don't gamble with your conscience against capitalists. A quiet night is better for everyone."

Please stop making noise and disturbing their rest.

The young couple, half-believing and half-doubting, searched on their phones and quickly got the results, then were shocked.

Sher relayed all of the woman's words to Shi Jinzhe.

"These five people should thank her."

Shi Jinzhe took out a toothbrush. "Actually, I recognized her."

"Hmm?" Shekh asked in surprise.

“I’m not face-blind, and my memory is pretty good. I’ll definitely remember someone I’ve seen a few times. This store manager is quite clever. Look, after we left, she persuaded them to stop. Aren’t they quiet now?”

"Hmm, nobody's saying anything."

"Because there are gossip news reports speculating that I killed my adoptive parents in order to fight for the inheritance." Shi Jinzhe took the mouthwash cup, spat out the water, and then said, "I always stay out of sight and leave some vicious rumors to keep my presence felt. See, this has come in handy."

Shekh met his gaze across the bathroom door frame. "Something's wrong."

"It does have some effect, but it's useful." Shi Jinzhe stepped aside and heard thunder as he came out. "Is it going to rain outside?"

"It's already downloaded."

"This is troublesome; the steps will be slippery tomorrow."

Shi Jinzhe casually uttered a sentence, never expecting that thunder would strike all night.

It's raining, so hit it.

It's stopped raining, but thunder is still rumbling.

The sounds pierced his head, deafening and loud.

He woke up many times during the night, thinking it would be over by daytime. But on the second day of his climb, the blue-purple blade struck with wind and thunder all day long.

The rain was so heavy that when Shekh opened the window in the morning, his face was covered in water, so they had to postpone their departure time.

After noon, Shekh got up and looked out at the heavy rain, thinking, "If only money could stop the rain from falling."

Shi Jinzhe, having become desensitized to the sound of thunder, tilted his head and leaned back on the bed, thinking, "Perhaps Buddha doesn't want to save me."