The Pitiful Little Master of Mediocrity Trapped in the Asura Arena

Li Zhi: Don't look at me! Let me die! The crowd's various complex gazes all fell upon Li Zhi.

The barrage in the live chat exploded like a torrential rain of pear blossoms.

[Women! Tell me, baby, what's the meaning of this?]

[Ah! The abstinence master unexpectedly calls the mediocre little master 'baby'?]

[Mr. Jin: Baby, oh baby, there's a tooth mark on my neck, would you like to claim it?]

[What's going on with this baby? Why do I suddenly have inexplicable desires?]

[Oh my gosh! Has Li Zhi entered the Asura Arena?]

[Sister Jiao's explanation, under Mr. Jin's deliberate reminder, seemed feeble and powerless!]

[Really, Zhizhi, I overestimated your acting skills!]

[The way Li Zhi vehemently denies it reminds me of the past when I used to deny my early love.]

[The tension between Li Zhi and Mr. Jin is so intense, filled with inexplicable forbidden desires. Unexpectedly sweet when they collide!]