Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
“Fine. Here’s my congratulatory money to the both of you.”
When Yang Yue thought Shang Jing’s call was from a scammer, he had teased him by asking him whether he wanted 100k or 80k. It was inappropriate for him to go back on his word now.
After Yang Yue was gone, He Jiang pulled Shang Jing in by his chin and took a deep breath. “Is it a matter of you playing one match or two? Don’t you feel terrible after losing sleep every time you engage in a gun match?”
What? My insomnia was due to a psychological trauma?
Shang Jing was shocked but he did not dare to express it on his face. Going along with the flow, he apologized, “I was just itching to play a match.”
He Jiang: “Can’t you turn off the sound effects?”
Shang Jing: “How would I hear the nearby footsteps and gunshots if I turn the sound effects off? I’ll die without knowing why.”
He Jiang was speechless. “With your skills… Forget it.”
Shang Jing automatically completed his sentence in his mind… With my level of skills, I could win even without the sound effects.
To think I had such great techniques.
He Jiang instructed Lin Lin to monitor the situation online for any posts written with the intention to hurt Shang Jing while he continued to stay at the hospital for another hour of observation after his IV drip.
By the time he left the hospital, the sky was already starting to brighten.
When the car reached the villa, the Sun was already sitting proudly over the horizon.
Shang Jing was still awake when he alighted from the car. But the moment he stepped into the house, fatigue hit him.
He let out a yawn and collapsed on He Jiang’s bed after helping him on it. “I can’t take it anymore.”
He Jiang looked at the deeply asleep Shang Jing and checked the time, 6.30AM.
Shang Jing would never tell him about his condition when he was still oblivious about his tendency to lose sleep over the games they played.
Did he only get to sleep when the sun was out then wake up shortly after to go for classes?
He Jiang flipped Shang Jing over to take off his jacket and wrap him in a blanket. Grabbing his
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