Yo, why is everyone looking at me like that? You guys were shouting even more creative insults than I had given you credit for.
I almost thought it wasn't even the cultivation world anymore, no one said, 'trash', 'grandfather', or 'sneered', just good old trolling.
Watching the ultimate moves of the two guys gave me nausea for an unknown reason. Just as I drank some water to quench my thirst, the fight was already over and everyone was giving me weird looks.
I looked at the stage where only the violent guy was standing now, holding a golden crystal in his hand. Eh, where did the other one go?
People around me were far too shocked and horrified to answer me. My miserable helpless cousin was bawling like a child, as usual, and my manipulative cousin was wiping her tears as well.
What the f*ck happened in a few moments? Guys, I have FOMO, can anyone cue me in, to the really cool thing that just happened?
Before I could ask anyone, the previous
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