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!
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Two years quickly passed amidst Tang Yu's daily regrets and Yin Zhao-an's gradual rise to becoming the military compound's king of children. Throughout these two years, Tang Yu also grew more and more uncommunicative.
However, in the eyes of children, being uncommunicative was equivalent to being an introvert, and being an introvert meant being an easy target for bullying. Meanwhile, being an easy target for bullying meant...
...
Tang Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly as she stood in her noisy classroom, the shadow cast by her eyelashes covering the storm that was brewing in her dark eyes.
The desk in front of her was colored into a mess with oil pastels, words such as "ugly" and "mute" mixed among the colorful lines and patterns. Her schoolbag in her drawer had also gone missing. If it weren't for the malicious graffiti, she would have assumed she had misplaced her schoolbag, but…
They're only children… They're only children who don't know any better… Tang Yu mentally reminded herself as she walked to the dustbin at the back of the classroom. This wasn't the first time she had experienced such a situation, so she didn't hesitate in selecting her destination. Then, after arriving at the dustbin, she picked up her pink schoolbag. Only, the schoolbag wasn't exactly pink now since shoeprints densely decorated it.
The books and pencils that should have been in the schoolbag were also scattered in the dustbin as if they were abandoned orphans.
When Tang Yu quietly bent down to recover her books and stationery, the sound of jeering came from her surroundings.
"Quick, look! The little mute is picking up trash!"
"Yuck! How dirty! I can't believe she's digging through the dustbin!"
"Hey, are you a beggar?"
Nevermind, nevermind. Stay calm, Tang Yu mentally consoled herself.
"Hey, we're talking about you here! Don't tell me you're deaf as well?"
Don't get angry… Don't get angry…
"Could your mother be—"
That's it!
Tang Yu slammed the book in her hand into the face of the boy trying to insult her mother. In response, the boy gro
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