Marry Shu Yun off to you?
Have you asked whether everyone else agrees?
If you'd had even a single peanut to snack on, you wouldn't have gotten this drunk.
Wan Jiangui burst into tears. "Boss, I've done so much for you! I've been wounded and shed blood, and I've never asked for anything. This is my one request!"
Chen Luo's expression darkened. "There's an old fortune-teller under the overpass. You walk past, and he asks, 'Who the hell do you think you are?'"
Wan Jiangui was about to say he wanted his romantic prospects read when he realized that his boss was insulting him.
Wan Jiangui protested pitifully, "Shu Yun may be strong, but she's bald now. I'm a handsome guy! How am I not good enough for her? Boss, just put in a word for me. I'm sure it'll work."
Chen Luo's face darkened further. You little punk are practically asking to be locked up. Shu Yun went bald fighting to protect everyone.
Wasn't she protecting useless trash like you?
Where were you during the battle?
This kid really had no value left now. Even if he found a Demigod Crystal somewhere, Chen Luo wouldn't feel particularly moved.
Besides, could this kid even find one?
Chen Luo secretly clenched his fist, then realized that Wan Jiangui had arrived at just the right time.
He had originally planned to experiment on Little Chick, but how could a chick be as useful as Wan Jiangui?
Chen Luo sneered. "Do your boss a favor."
Wan Jiangui sensed trouble, but he could only steel himself and agree.
A black opening appeared, and Chen Luo shoved Wan Jiangui straight inside.
He really could put living things inside now. In the past, his ability space had always exerted a powerful repulsive force.
Wan Jiangui's vision