I Finally Made Something of Myself

The banquet continued until midnight, and Su Fan did not say a word.

Mainly because no one had any intention of speaking to him. The prejudice in the hearts of the disciples from the major sects of superplanes was not something that could be overturned in a short while.

Of course, Su Fan was perfectly happy with that. He wished no one would come bother him.

If it had been someone else, they would definitely have taken this opportunity to rack their brains trying to blend into the circle, but he did not have the slightest interest in doing so.

Rather than press his hot face against someone else's cold butt, he would be better off enjoying his freedom alone.

Even in his previous life, when Su Fan had ended up in that sorry state, he had still remained calm and carried on, making his ordinary little life colorful and fulfilling.

When people wanted to accomplish something in life, either they had to be dragons among men, or they had to possess extraordinary talent in some field.

Su Fan was neither, and he did not want to compete and struggle, so he chose to lie flat.

He had let go of his ideals, only to discover that an ordinary life could also bring him many surprises.

If you did not have so many desires, your little life would actually go quite well.

As long as you did not covet things beyond your reach, happiness was actually very simple.

Although those major-sect disciples from the superplanes looked down on him, the demonic cultivator Xue Qi beside him had been communicating with him through telepathy the whole time.

Perhaps it was because he was a demonic cultivator, but Xue Qi's position in the team was also rather awkward. The two of them