Who Isn’t a Cultivator These Days?
Chapter 277

No Worries, No Sorrows

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It was the seventh day of the first month.

The weather in Jade Capital had begun to warm.

After attending the wedding of her sixth senior sister and seventh senior brother, Zhang Suannai had promptly decided to return to Jade Capital.

Life at the sect had been far too decadent. When they weren't showing off to one another, they gathered to play mahjong. Unfortunately, she always lost, and she had lost quite a bit of money over the past few days. She couldn't outdo them at boasting, either. She had finally found a chance in the Silly Goose Group to force a little showboating of her own, but no one had responded to her even now.

That was the trouble with forcing it—

While she was caught up in the moment, it had felt exciting. Once she came to her senses and the excitement faded, though, the more she thought about it, the more mortified she felt.

And that bunch still said nothing. Not one of them. It was as if they had all lost their internet connection at once.

She hadn't dared open the group chat for days.

Every time she opened it, her forced showboating was right there.

It was as if they had photographed one of her most embarrassing moments, framed it in a giant frame, and hung it over her bed.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Suannai was riding her motorcycle down the highway at breakneck speed. The road was dull, and her mind was full of wild Thought.

She encountered several massive traffic jams caused by the holiday return rush. That was where the motorcycle came in handy: she could weave through easily, and riding along the emergency lane wouldn't cost her points on her license. Sometimes the traffic was too dense even for a motorcycle, so

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