Victory and Defeat, Life and Death-Please Show No Mercy

Before Kang Canglan and the others, Ling Wuyuan casually took out a mirror and repeatedly examined himself in it, repeatedly confirming that he was still as handsome as ever and not some obvious dragon-set extra character.

Ling Wuyuan let out a slight sigh of relief.

Honestly.

In this life of his.

Ever since he had ventured into the martial world.

He had truly never been ignored so thoroughly before.

Even.

When he had been quietly mooching meals and waiting to die in the White Crow Gang.

He had still been a resoundingly handsome young man.

Thinking back.

He had only been twelve years old.

Yet people had already tried to introduce wives to him.

To put it bluntly, if there had been a few fewer people trying to introduce wives to him back then.

If people had not pestered him every other day.

He probably could have remained an unknown layabout in the White Crow Gang for another year or two—

Naturally, it was a rather unpleasant and strange memory.

He had been so annoyed by marriage pressure that he ran away, deciding to venture into the martial world ahead of schedule.

Even now.

Because he found it somewhat embarrassing.

He had never told anyone about it.

Life.

Was truly full of surprises. And while he stared at his reflection in the mirror, lost in memories.

Just as Ling Wuyuan was utterly baffled by Kang Canglan and the others' actions.

Unable to understand what they were doing at all.

Kang Canglan and the others likewise could not make sense of Ling Wuyuan's behavior.

No one could understand why Ling Wuyuan had chosen to look into a mirror on the spot.

Especially after they discovered that the mirror truly was just an ordinary mirror.

With absolutely nothing special about it.

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