"Young friend, do we share some destiny today?"
Wang Xingzhi and others seemed to have turned this phrase into their catchphrase; whenever they met someone, they would say this and then turn away.
Because most of the time, there was no such destiny.
"Hey, hold up."
Wang Xingzhi had casually asked, not expecting Han Yu to actually stop him today.
"Fate, a grand ill fate indeed."
Han Yu stopped him and chuckled as he spoke.
These past few days, he had been incessantly bothered by this group of people, weren't they looking for destiny?
Well, here it is now.
But when Han Yu pulled out the pills, Wang Xingzhi returned to his usual silence.
Silence was unavoidable; Han Yu's pills were truly hard to accept.
Every single time, the side effects made one's scalp tingle; regardless of the pill's efficacy, one's mindset would surely be unsettled afterward.
While he was still contemplating whether to take it, Han Yu had quietly left.
