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!
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
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
Chapter 1316: Mental Knot! (I)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Drip!
Blood splashed onto the paper, drop by drop, spot by spot. As Wang Chong lowered his head, he discovered that the excessive force he had applied had caused the handle of the brush to pierce his palm. But as blood trickled down, Wang Chong could feel no pain whatsoever. It was like the brush had been jabbed into some other person's palm.
Blood dripped onto the paper, but it was only when Wang Chong saw the lines 'Be the first to worry about the country's worries and the last to rejoice in its joys' that he felt a sharp stab of pain—not from his hand, but from his heart.
Wang Chong had believed that he had forgotten, that he had learned how to be relaxed and indifferent. But when he saw those words and felt the pain they had triggered in his heart, Wang Chong understood that the pain had not vanished, only been buried even deeper.
He slowly drew back his palm, wiped away the blood, applied some salve, and bandaged the wound. Afterward, he took a new brush and continued to write, acting as if nothing at all had happened.
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Days continued to pass, and soon, there was only half a month left in Wang Chong's house arrest.
Wang Chong's second brother Wang Bei and his little sister Wang Xiaoyao had returned from the border. This made the Wang Family a little more joyous, driving away the clouds of sorrow that had been hanging over the estate.
"Come, come! Eat!"
As darkness fell, lanterns were lit, illuminating the Wang Family Residence and imbuing it with a joyous air. Everyone had gathered in the main hall, where a long dining table covered in all sorts of delicacies had been laid out. In the light of the red lanterns, everyone had beaming faces.
The Wang Family could only be happiest while eating, able to completely forget about all other matters.
"Come, come! Let's get ready!"
Wang Chong's mother sat at the head of the table, her face all smiles. To her left was Wang Chong while to her right was Wang Bei. At the very end of t
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