"Scrap."
Lin Qiubai's voice was cold as a winter night, his tone firm. "You're deluding yourself."
"Other than running away..."
"What else can you do?"
Wan Haihao opened his mouth, trying to argue back.
But...
The man who had once been rated an "Outstanding Debater" now felt his mind go completely blank. His mouth tasted bitter, and he could not find a single argument to refute his opponent.
Lin Qiubai had used only a few words to break through his defenses, leaving him utterly deflated.
The Sword Head's words were harsh, and his arrogance was physically unpleasant, but Wan Haihao had to admit that he was right.
I really am that kind of person...
In the dormitory next door, Ma Ran slowly opened his eyes, a smile spreading through their depths.
When unfamiliar light first appeared, it was often more unnerving than darkness.
Script Two: "Sword Head Soul"
Protagonist: Lin Qiubai
Actor: Ma Ran
Weaknesses: Arrogant, lacks a physical body.
"Cangming Star, Seven-Spin Sword Sect, Sword Head Lin Qiubai."
"Throughout his life, this man loved the sword, pursued the sword, and became obsessed with the sword. With a single thought, he severed the void; with ten thousand swords, all returned to the same source!"
"Having reached the ultimate realm of swordsmanship, he used himself as fuel in pursuit of an even higher realm and swung a world-shaking sword."
"Cleave the firmament, shatter spacetime, reverse yin and yang, and alter fate!"
"A wisp of Lin Qiubai's remnant soul traversed a wormhole and descended upon Earth, temporarily residing in the body of a young Chinese man..."
Ma Ran had wanted to set his second identity to its peak state.
If he could directly manifest all of Lin Qiubai's abilities from this script, then for at least a year, he alone could