Yellow Shirt Fatty

Dear tired Reader, it is an honor that you have chosen this book amidst the heavy, gloomy aisles of the Library.
It is with some regret, however, that I must inform you this book is ill.
Your fingers should be able to feel the raised Proliferation of tissues on the surface of the Skin of the book, 
The words written in days of old are like Parasites taking root in the pages, longing for someone to observe their writhing,
To sense, to decipher, and to touch the very essence of this sick story.
If you insist on borrowing this book, please be sure to regularly check your own physical condition.
Keep in mind.

The Gentleman at the End

Yi Chen returned to his optimal condition, but even so, his emaciated body could hardly be concealed by his clothing.


"Mr. Yi Chen! We saw each other for what I thought was the last time in 'that other world.' So, this is what William meant by 'attending and yet not attending.'


Don't be wary of me, I'm different from Boss Art, I come with good intentions."


Tying her hair into a single ponytail, Catherine approached with great curiosity. This time, Yi Chen did not turn away with an unfriendly gaze; in fact, he did not even open his eyes and merely said simply,


"I can discern for myself whether there's malice. If you have something to say, get on with it, and if not, spare me the chatter."


Chapter 745 Draw a Card