Offering flowers before the Buddha

"I am Yang Jian. By the time you read this, I've already been dead..."
A strange parchment, an eye that peeks into the darkness. This is the memoir of a person who survived.

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Mysterious Revival

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Cao Yanhua perceived the scene very acutely, realizing that there seemed to be some sort of conflict between Jang Shangbai and Yang Jian, beyond the mere mocking one does when they simply find someone disagreeable.


Jang Shangbai's face was very unpleasant.


He had spent the previous night driving around the city for this Yang Jian, not only that, but also on tenterhooks for fear that Yang Jian would suddenly appear before him and attack.


To his surprise, this guy had the nerve to go sleep in the Ping'an Hotel instead.


However, by the time he learned of this news, it was already morning.


"Yang Jian, do you know what you were doing last night?" Jang Shangbai paused his steps and stared at him coldly.


"Of course, working overtime and sleeping. Why? Did you have something to look for me for last night?" Yang Jian replied with a calm expression.


Chapter 568 Attitude