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
“Thank you for saving me earlier, I will bring food for you every day after I get off work.” Han Fei’s blade only cut through sin. As dawn showered into the alley, Han Fei put the hilt away and crossed his arms. The homeless guy retreated with fear on his face.
Moments later, Han Fei took out 500. “The weather is getting cold. You should get some thick blankets for yourself or perhaps find a place to stay.” The homeless guy didn’t dare to take Han Fei’s money. He dragged the wooden box and rushed down the other side of the alley.
‘A drifter that doesn’t accept charity? I wonder what he did for a living before he became homeless.’ Han Fei noticed the homeless guy cared about the stray dog a lot. As unkempt as the man was, he would still play and clean the dog every day. It was like the dog was the only pride he had left in the world. ‘The most sensible thing to do is to silence all the witnesses so that Ten Fingers couldn’t get to me through this homeless guy. But doing that is no different from Ten Fingers.’
Han Fei turned around and returned to his rental. Since the nurse was dead, he planned to visit the man’s home. When he was about to walk upstairs, a paper plane covered in black stains landed beside his shoes. Han Fei lifted his head up to look. The window on the 3rd floor was left half-open and a woman stood at the window. She looked at Han Fei expressionlessly. The hands that hung on the window were scorched from fire.
“Hello.” Han Fei raised his hand to greet her but the woman disappeared in the blink of an eye. “It doesn’t feel like she was looking at me but the 2nd hand shop uniform I am wearing.” Han Fei bent down to pick up the paper plane. It was written with symbols that no one could understand. “Are these words? What is she trying to tell me?” There was a dead person who lived in the same rental who greeted one daily, most people would have moved away already but Han Fei wanted to visit the woman so that they could have a good chat.
‘I believe I saw her among the illusions…’
Han Fei first returned to
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