Naming Technique of the Night
In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution. It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, past and future. In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach. The darkness is slowly creeping in. But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness. Gotta use fire.
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The man on the phone said coldly, "Get back."
After that, he hung up.
The woman was stunned: usually, as long as she made a fuss, the man would satisfy her demands, willing to buy her anything she wanted.
But today was different from the past; making a scene didn't work!
Inside the Martial Arts School, a student was crying out, "Mommy, save me, the instructor is beating me!"
However, this woman turned and left without any hesitation.
Even though her son inside was nearly crying himself unconscious, the woman did not look back.
Making a scene was her way of taking control in communication, but she wasn't foolish.
People who could eat Dragon Fish and remain unaffected were a rare find in the Li Family, maybe one in over a decade.
It was also rare for something to make her man, who held a significant position in the Directorate of Military Intelligence, dare not back her up.
What was the Dragon Fish? It was the precious darling of that old master of the Li Family.