His enemies? Dead?
Hearing the news, Lan Xiangxian was actually happy.
That scumbag was finally dead.
Now he no longer had to live in fear.
But those enemies had actually killed someone in front of Gu Chupei?
Would Gu Chupei be shaken?
[Lan Xiangxian: It's okay. His death was what he deserved. You didn't need to save him in the first place. Did he curse at you when you got there? And ask you for money?]
Lan Xiangxian knew his father best. That sort of person bullied the weak and feared the strong, and Lan Xiangxian hated him with a passion.
[Gu Chupei: Mm... he didn't curse at me, but what he said wasn't pleasant.]
He didn't want to repeat it to Lan Xiangxian. That would only make Lan Xiangxian feel worse.
[Lan Xiangxian: There's something else I wanted to ask you.]
[Gu Chupei: ?]
Lying in his room, Lan Xiangxian rolled over a couple of times before finally typing out what he wanted to ask.
[Lan Xiangxian: Do you like being hit?]
[Gu Chupei: ???]
Seeing that he didn't seem to understand, Lan Xiangxian sent it outright.
[Lan Xiangxian: I mean, are you a masochist?]
Now Gu Chupei was completely lost.
For the past two years, he'd only ever beaten other people. When had anyone beaten him?
[Gu Chupei: Impossible. How could I be a masochist? Where did you hear that?]
Was some petty bastard slandering him behind his back?
Calling him a masochist? How was that possible!
Which bastard had said that!
[Lan Xiangxian: It's nothing. I understand now.]
He wouldn't block him again, would he?
Seeing how flat Lan Xiangxian's tone was, Gu Chupei sent another message.
[Gu Chupei: Don't block me. I still wanted to say... there are still some things I wanted to say.]
Lan