Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 298: Not Your Mother
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 220: Elder
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1126- Choose or be chosen
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1125- Sudden Collapse
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 593: Uncle and Nephew (5)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 297: I'm Just a Child
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 219: Attraction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1124- Are you kidding
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 923: Interference
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1123- Finding help
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 218: History
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1122- Breaking Free
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 922: Duel
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1121- Black Mist Formation
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 591: Uncle and Nephew (3)
Ji Fanyin was delighted by this turn of events.
If Bai Zhou were to go game with Ji Xinxin… wouldn’t I be able to get off work right now?
She listened intently to Bai Zhou and Ji Xinxin’s conversation by the corner, but other than the initial greeting, Bai Zhou hardly said a word at all. He was quietly listening to the other party’s words, only occasionally squeaking out a response.
Ji Fanyin stroked her chin contemplatively.
Did the two of them get into an argument? Even if Bai Zhou was in a bad mood, his spirits would usually be quickly raised with a call from Ji Xinxin.
This doesn’t make sense. I must have missed out on some clues or developments.
The call ended while Ji Fanyin was still deep in thought. He stared at his phone intently before fiddling with it a little.
Ji Fanyin waited in anticipation for him to call her and say ‘You need not come anymore’. To her disappointment, Bai Zhou locked his screen and slipped his phone into his pocket.
Ji Fanyin: “…” Fine, I was being too optimistic.
She took two steps back from the corner before casually making her way toward Bai Zhou. She stopped right in front of him and asked, “In a bad mood?”
Bai Zhou had already raised his head to look at her while she was still several steps away, but he appeared to be a little out of it.
Upon hearing the question, he lowered his head and said, “… I want to talk with you, big sis.”
“Here?” asked Ji Fanyin with her hands behind her back. “I guess I can accompany you while you smoke a few cigarettes.”
Bai Zhou took off his helmet and spoke with a hint of anxiety in his voice, “I won’t smoke. Don’t you hate the smell of cigarettes?”
“It’s a special privilege just for you,” coaxed Ji Fanyin.
Bai Zhou looked at her, but he shook his head in the end. He took out his key and stood upright, saying, “Let’s talk upstairs.”
In truth, Ji Fanyin carried a bottle of pepper spray wherever she went. She had also placed the local police station on her phone’s quick dial too.
While she did know a bit of martial arts and would be able to protect
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