Made a Killing (3K)

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Zhu Wuneng tugged at his team uniform with both hands, his face full of disgust as he muttered, "Everything about this match is fine, except this patch on the back is uncomfortable."

Gao Cuilan's starry eyes were gentle and warm. She covered her mouth and laughed softly, the sound as clear as silver bells as it echoed through the preparation room.

Chen Mu also joined in the teasing. "I think Sixth Child isn't coming back because of this. He's afraid we'll gang up on him the moment we see him. Who told him to come up with such a rotten idea?"

As he spoke, he pointed at the nameplates on the backs of everyone's team uniforms, where the four words "Chain Market" were written.

Chen Shurui nodded repeatedly and chimed in, "Exactly, exactly. Aside from A Fu not caring, everyone's in a bad mood now."

"Such a perfectly good team uniform, and he just had to add this thing. It really hurts our image."

When Du Gu Fu heard that, he was instantly thrown into disarray, his lips flipping open. "Hey, hey, what do you mean I don't care? Why single me out?"

"I have taste too, all right? Adding this nameplate on the back looks weird."

Chen Bin drifted in with a faint comment from the side. "You're used to being looked down on, so you're probably immune to little changes like this."

Zhu Wuneng slapped his thigh and laughed. "Seventh Young Master is right. You used to be all green and glaring. Not like now, after Martial Soul Evolution—you're finally easy on the eyes, handsome and refined."

Du Gu Fu was choked speechless by that. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out, so he could only roll his eyes helplessly.

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