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Red Envelope Group of the Three Realms

In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings - whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society - do, when a mysterious application pops up in a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out 'Red Packets'; while spouting nonsense the entire time? Release Schedule: 14 chs / week *There is something wrong with the system. We are currently working on it right now. Thank you for your patience and support.*

Young Leader · Urban
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4890 Chs

A Great Strategy

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"What?! All 12 Temple Guardians were defeated?! How is that possible?!"

Hundreds of mouths2 fell open.

Approximately 10 seconds ago, they were so certain that it was a sure win, and had busied themselves with singing Ximen Dingjun's praises.

None of them had expected things to take such a horrible turn in such a short time!

"How… Why…"

 Ximen Dingjun looked like he had just fallen all the way down from heaven to hell. He had been indulging in the people's praises, drinking in all the admiration, but now, it was all coming back to him, slapping him in the face.

If it had not come from Old Meng's own mouth, Ximen Dingjun would never have believed this to be true.

At the other end of the forest.

Dong Xiaowu's exclaimed. "My god! This Beast Horde defeated all 12 of the Temple Guardians! Mr. Chen is still over there! I don't think he's going to make it!"