Nothing could make someone more excited than writing a summary.
The feeling of openly slacking off like this was genuinely wonderful.
When I wrote "Volume Two Complete," a thought suddenly flashed through my mind.
If this book could be adapted into a manhua, then when Jing Zhengwei first went to Tianfu Restaurant and first met Qin Leyin, Ting Chaozao, Luo Zhen, Quan Xin, Lan Jianbo, and the others, they should take a group photo.
When Le Yu was lying in the rain, speechlessly asking the heavens for answers, the withered group photo of the Silver Blood second generation would suddenly appear on screen. As the rain soaked it, everyone's faces would become blurry one after another. Then flames would suddenly burn through the center, transforming it into a line of burning words:
"Every brutal pleasure will ultimately end in a brutal conclusion."
I don't know if I've made that atmosphere clear—the feeling of everyone being full of youthful vigor when they first met, only for everything to change beyond recognition by the end. It would be so damn satisfying (?).
Speaking of satisfaction.
Ting Ri vaguely remembered that he'd wanted to write a wish-fulfillment novel.
In reality.
He had indeed written one.
What? Jing Zhengwei forcibly seizing the family fortune, ruling over the Silver Blood, borrowing a fox's might, using borrowed power to oppress others, acting arrogantly and tyrannically, becoming invincible in Dongyang, believing himself supreme, and never letting a reward wait until the next day—wasn't that satisfying enough?!
Then he even killed enemies above his level, using an Intermediate to outwit an Advanced. It was practically an Undying Silver killing a Glory Gold. Wasn't that satisfying enough?!
Right? Ting Ri had indeed written a wish-fulfillment novel (smoke).
All right, enough joking around.
After the "demonstration" in Volume One and