He paused: "If I were you, I wouldn't miss tomorrow's award ceremony. Mr. Mu Long, are you going to continue being a waste like a few years ago, just watching the person you hate step onto the award stage while being unable to do anything?"
After speaking, Black Cocoon grabbed a restraint belt and swung upwards, his form as light as a pitch-black bird.
"Shut up."
Lin Yilong hung his head in contemplation for a moment, then looked up with a gloomy expression.
The summer sky was sliced into fragments by the power grid, and a rain cloud was looming blackly from afar. That long and dark figure had already vanished among the intersecting wires.
"No wonder you were taught by Mr. Ghost Bell. Even when being stung by a remark, all you can say is 'shut up,' you two are exactly alike."
This was the taunting voice Lin Yilong heard before leaving the alley. He clenched his fists and walked out of the dark alley with a cold expression, as the rain began to pour from the sky.
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