When he thought of this, Wang Ye couldn't help but want to complain.
This dog author is really brain-dead!!!
I must have been out of my mind to enjoy reading those mindless, feel-good novels.
Fortunately.
Today, Wang Ye has more rights to make his own choices.
The plot can move on its own, or not move on its own, and can even be disrupted at will.
What will become of the eight clans at that time?
But it's not just you, Ye Liangchen, who has the final say, and it's not up to you, the will of heaven, to dominate.
I, Wang Ye, will be a variable in this world, and I will turn a new page on everything.
Tomorrow's auction will be the beginning of it all.
Wang Ye sat in the square under the setting sun.
Bathed in sunlight, my mind wanders to many uncertainties about the future…
at the same time.
In the Fairy Alliance.
The beauties were having a great time chatting.
Xiao Wanqiu: [Sister Zhong, you're the best! You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Please, please, give me a ticket!]
Zhong Shutong: [This… Wanqiu, Xiaoyezi only gave me three tickets and asked me to book two people. I'm in a dilemma! If I give one to Ningyu, can I not give the other to Ningyue? If I don't give it to Ningyue, wouldn't that be ruining their inseparable twin sisterly bond?]
Xiao Wanqiu: [Ahhh, this... that bad guy Wang Ye... why didn't he give me a ticket? Damn Wang Ye, I've been so good to him. I've even started secretly making cross-stitch insoles for him, thinking I'd give them to him in a couple of days after they're finished. But he's so good, he won't even give me a ticket...]
Ye Liuli: [Sister Wanqiu, don't be upset. Wang Ye didn't give me a ticket!]
Xiao Wanqiu: [Eh, really? Liuli? So we're the same, hahaha... I suddenly feel a little more balanced.]
Tang Zimei: [Liuli, stop provoking Wanqiu. Didn't Wang Ye give me two tickets? Let's each have one. You already have one, so why are you saying this?]
Xiao Wanqiu: [You guys...]
Xiao Wanqiu: [[Anger] [Anger] [Anger] [Anger] [Anger] [Anger]...]
Xiao Wanqiu: [Liuli, you've changed! You're no longer the innocent, cute, and lively Liuli girl you used to be. You've become bad...]
Bai Xuewei: [[Laughing and crying][Laughing and crying][Laughing and crying], Wanqiu, you've really had a tough time, come here for a hug!]
Xiao Wanqiu: [Alas, there is no love anymore. I wanted to turn my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon just won’t shine on me!]
Phantom: [Wanqiu, are you honored to be the Dragon King? You're the only one who talks too much every day! If you don't have a ticket, then don't go. I won't go either, so there's no need to feel so unbalanced.]
Su Ningyu: [Hahaha… It's okay, Wanqiu. We'll be going to the event and share a short video in the group. You can just watch the short video. It's no different from being there in person.]
Xiao Wanqiu: [You guys... all sit there and talk, it's like you're just sitting there talking nonsense. Forget it, I'm going to go find Wang Ye.]
Su Ningyue: [My sister is absolutely right!]
Zhong Shutong: [Wanqiu, are you looking for my little wild girl? Pay attention to your appearance! No showing your thighs! No sexy clothes, and no seductive makeup. In short... no thoughts of my little wild girl in that way.]
Tang Zimei: [+1!]
Xiao Wanqiu: [I'm out of love, all of you! Ugh, do you think it's easy for me? It's not easy at all!!]
Phantom: [[Braised Dragon King] [Shut up, pighead]]
Xiao Wanqiu: [[Pa, the happiness is gone]]
Xiao Wanqiu: [[crying] [can't be comforted]]
...
On the other side.
Sun Laohu headed straight for Rongcheng with a letter in his hand.
After meeting up with Zhao Haoxuan.
The two came to the Zhao family's old house.
In front of a guest room door.
Knock knock knock!
"Dear Instructor Qin, I am Wang Ye's subordinate from Jiangcheng. I have come to deliver a letter to you. My young master respects and admires you very much. Please be sure to read this letter."
Sun Lao Hu knocked on the door gently and said respectfully.
"Prince of Jiangcheng?"
"Why would he write to an old woman like me?"
"You'd better take this letter back. I, half buried in a coffin, will not read Prince Wang's letter."
An old voice came from inside the house.
It was as if every word he spoke was uttered with all his might.
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