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Chapter 162

I'm Sorry, I Mistook You for Someone Else!

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After entering the electronics market, Song Shuhang accompanied Senior White to buy a mobile phone and a SIM card, and then to buy a computer.

The whole process went extremely smoothly... and the prices of the mobile phone and computer were so affordable that Song Shuhang found it unbelievable!

He didn't even need to haggle; the shop owner proactively sold him the computer and phone at almost cost price, and even generously gave him a membership card and discount card!

The reason they were able to get such a good price was because Senior White followed behind them the whole time, always with a smile on his face.

Senior White doesn't need to say or do anything. He just needs to stand there and smile, and the shop owner will jump off a building and have a clearance sale, practically giving it away for free.

This is the damn era of facial recognition.

After thinking for a moment, Song Shuhang decisively took Senior White for another stroll through the electronics market. Then, he bought two tablets, a DSLR camera he had been eyeing for a long time, and a small projector!

With Senior White leading the way, they managed to buy everything at affordable prices.

That's awesome!

This is like the maxed-out skill in the game: 'Personal Charisma +10, enjoy extra discounts when trading with NPCs'.

"Sir, please keep your invoice and receipt after you purchase your items. There's a lucky draw at the exit of the electronics mall for purchases over 10,000 yuan; the prizes are quite good!" the camera shop owner kindly reminded him.

The electronics mall organizes similar lucky draw events every few months to boost business. However, of course, most of the prizes are consolation prizes.

"Thank you," Song Shuhang replied with a smile, glancing at his hand.

A laptop, two tablets, a DSLR camera, a portable hard drive, a small projector... a lot of miscellaneous items.

Oh no... I accidentally bought too much stuff, and my hands are full of things. If Senior White falls, I won't be able to reach out and help him up!

Thinking of this, he glanced at Senior White discreetly.

Senior White seemed to be in a good mood, holding the phone Song Shuhang had bought for him and fiddling with it—for the time being, he wouldn't suddenly fall into deep thought or drift off into daydreams.

Seemingly sensing Song Shuhang's gaze, Senior White looked up and asked, "Are you done? Time to take the bus back? Don't worry, I'll remember to conceal my aura this time."

"No, it's okay. I suddenly feel like taking a walk, let's take another route!" Song Shuhang said decisively. He definitely didn't want to squeeze onto the bus with Senior White again!

"Okay, sure." Senior White is a very easy-going person with a gentle personality, and he takes good care of his juniors—that description by Northern River's Loose Cultivator is indeed accurate.

Arriving at the lottery booth at the entrance of the electronics market, Song Shuhang handed over his shopping receipts, containing odds and ends totaling over 20,000 yuan, for a total of two chances to win a prize.

"Please draw a prize here," a young man said to Song Shuhang with a smile. The prize draw method was a rather old-fashioned paper scratch card method.

Senior White looked at Song Shuhang with great curiosity.

"Watch me! I'm the legendary 'One-Stroke Hand,' and I've been known as a lottery expert since I was a kid!" Song Shuhang breathed on his palms twice, rummaged in the box, pulled out a scratch card, and scratched it open.

The young man leaned over to take a look and laughed, "Congratulations, a consolation prize!"

Then, the deliveryman smiled and handed over a palm-sized teddy bear.

Consolation prize~

Song Shuhang took the toy and chuckled dryly, "Hehe, my luck's a bit off today. Senior White, why don't you give it a try?"

"Great!" Senior White smiled happily. He imitated Song Shuhang by breathing on his palm, took out a card from the box, and scratched it open.

The young man leaned closer for another look and immediately shouted, "Congratulations!! The grand prize! A brand new laptop worth 10,000 yuan! This guy is so lucky!"

"Thank you." Senior White took the laptop and gave the young man a faint smile.

That smile was so captivating, it left the lottery vendor completely dumbfounded.

"You're welcome, you're welcome." He stood there grinning, and even after Song Shuhang and Senior White had walked away, he was still waving his hand foolishly.

After a while.

"Holy crap, was that guy a man?" The young man suddenly realized, and he touched his chest worriedly.

My heart is beating so fast.

Mom, am I gay?

************

In the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

True Lord Yellow Mountain suddenly asked in the group, "Is my friend Shuhang there?"

Song Shuhang was still outside and naturally could not answer.

A long, long time later.

The Snow Wolf Cave Master replied, "It seems he went out with Senior White. -- Speaking of which, Senior True Lord White has been out of seclusion for so long, isn't it time for him to unleash his strange good fortune?"

True Lord Yellow Mountain nodded and said, "Judging by the time, it should have already begun to erupt."

"That's great," the Snow Wolf Cave Master said, puzzled.

"Yes, that's wonderful." True Lord Yellow Mountain exclaimed in agreement, "By the way, did any of you remind young friend Shuhang to be careful about Senior White's inexplicable good luck?"

The Snow Wolf Cave Master asked in surprise, "Eh? True Lord, didn't you remind young friend Shuhang?"

"Didn't you guys trick young friend Shuhang into accepting this mission? Why do I need to remind you?" True Lord Yellow Mountain looked completely bewildered.

"But isn't it you, the group admin, who issues the missions?" Snow Wolf Cave Master replied.

"..." True Lord Yellow Mountain.

After a while.

"I'll call him," said True Lord Yellow Mountain. "Does anyone know his phone number? I didn't save it last time."

Drunk Moon Hermit: "I have it. I just recharged his account. I've sent it to you."

************

On the other hand, on his way back, Song Shuhang deliberately chose a sparsely populated route.

He led the way. Senior White followed on his right, continuing to fiddle with his phone.

Song Shuhang was carrying a lot of things in both hands, but fortunately he was very strong now, so the amount of stuff was not heavy for him.

Throughout the journey, he kept a close eye on Senior White, afraid that he might suddenly lose focus.

"Haha, why are you staring at me like that? I've been controlling my aura." Senior White felt uncomfortable being stared at by Song Shuhang and laughed.

"It's nothing, I was just afraid you might suddenly get distracted, senior," Song Shuhang replied honestly.

"No, I'm currently exploring various things on my phone, I won't get distracted, don't worry!" Senior White said confidently.

"That's good. I'll register a chat account for you when we get back," Song Shuhang said as he walked.

"Alright," Senior White chuckled.

"Found him! The pressure of studying is immense!" The Sunflower Cultivator finally found his target—just as described in the information, a boy who looked like a student, with a kind and harmless appearance.

Beside the target was a handsome man, and the two were chatting and laughing.

The Sunflower Cultivator secretly sensed that the pressure from the mountain of books was due to his cultivation level of only having just opened his Heart Aperture, and his internal Blood Qi Value were very weak.

The handsome man beside him was just an ordinary human!

He looked around again; it was a sparsely populated section of road, with hardly anyone around all day!

What a golden opportunity!

The Sunflower Cultivator's heart stirred. He strode forward and shouted, "Hey kid in front, stop right there!"

Watch how I capture Song Shuhang!

Hearing someone shout, Song Shuhang turned around curiously to take a look.

Then he saw a handsome, burly man running towards him.

Song Shuhang was puzzled; he didn't recognize this guy.

"Is it calling us?" Senior White turned around curiously and asked.

"I don't think so, I don't know him," Song Shuhang replied.

"Oh," Senior White replied casually.

Just then, Senior White suddenly seemed to trip over something and fell forward!

Did he get distracted when he turned around just now?

Song Shuhang's pupils dilated instantly!

Damn it, he had to be careful, but he hadn't anticipated this. He simply hadn't expected that Senior White would trip over something as simple as turning his head.

It happened in the blink of an eye!

In the Song Shuhang of an eye, Senior White had already fallen to the ground.

Boom...

The deafening sound was like thunder on a clear day.

"I'm going to fall into a pit!" Song Shuhang thought to himself.

Dust rose everywhere.

The next moment, a meteorite crater with a diameter of thirty meters appeared, centered on the spot where True Lord White fell!

Song Shuhang collapsed and sat down in the very center of the pit.

He quickly patted himself all over—completely unharmed?

Did Senior White protect me at the last moment?

After the dust settled.

Senior White calmly climbed out of the pit, patting off non-existent dust from his clothes. "Huh, how did you fall again? Young friend Shuhang, are you alright?"

"Thank goodness, I'm alright. The things in my hands are fine too," Song Shuhang replied.

Wait a minute!

Where is the person who called out to them earlier?

Song Shuhang opened his eyes and looked into the distance.

The Sunflower Cultivator, running wildly, couldn't stop in time and also fell into the pit. However, he was lucky; he landed on the edge of the pit and, apart from being a bit disheveled, was not injured.

He swallowed hard, staring wide-eyed at True Lord White and Song Shuhang in the center of the pit.

At this moment, his brain was like this pit, empty and completely stuck.

After a while, he struggled to his feet and tried to climb out of the pit.

"Excuse me, friend, were you calling me just now?" Song Shuhang chuckled awkwardly. "That's strange, how did the ground suddenly sink like that? Luckily, we're all safe and sound!"

You bastard, you blatant liar! I saw it Chu Chu just now, the handsome man next to you fell to the ground and smashed this huge hole!

The Sunflower Cultivator roared inwardly, but his face was filled with terror as he said, "I'm so sorry, I mistook you for someone else! I saw your back just now and it looked like a friend of mine. I only realized I'd mistaken you when you turned around. I really miss my good friend!"

"Then I'll be going now. There's been a sinkhole here, it's terrifying." The Sunflower Cultivator turned around and ran as fast as he could.

"Did you mistake me for someone else?" Song Shuhang pinched his chin, sensing that something was off about this guy.

At this moment, Senior White said, "Young friend Shuhang, let's come out. I'm about to use the Earth-Leveling Spell."

"No, no, senior, let's go—let's just pretend this place has collapsed!" Song Shuhang swallowed hard. Although this place was sparsely populated, the huge roar just now must have attracted the attention of others. He wondered how many eyes were watching this place from afar now.

The sudden appearance of multiple pits on the ground can be described as a sinkhole.

If Senior White were to use the Earth-Leveling Spell to fill the pit again, that would be a bizarre supernatural occurrence, which would only make things more troublesome.

Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, running away is the best!

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