I Came From The Xanadu

You won't understand it before you want to understand it. After living with the old cripple for eighteen years, Shu Guan discovered that cultivation was actually a simple matter. On the azure sea, a massive fleet of steel ships sailed against the wind and waves. Beneath the deep sea, a giant dragon opened its golden eyes and coldly looked up. Fighter jets roared, cutting through the clouds. Ahead, a large wing descended from the clouds, and a crane cried out in the vast sky. On the battlefield, artillery fire filled the sky, bullets flew, and amidst it all, sword energy could be faintly heard. This is a world where technology has risen, yet myths have not dissipated. The path to immortality has been severed, leaving only a solitary figure walking alone.

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Chapter 55: Lending a Small Hand (Part 1)

Shu Guan looked at the sunlight streaming in through the window, which fell on his face but was no longer warm, as it was already dusk.

Today, he received three visitors.

The first visitor was a wealthy woman he had met at Du Wenqiang's dinner party a few days ago, a member of Meng Linghui's close circle of friends.

A few days ago, Shu Guan had been lamenting that those wealthy women who promised to come for his fortune-telling services hadn't appeared at all.

As expected, one couldn't trust a pretty woman's words, especially a pretty and rich woman.

But sometimes, it wasn't that they deliberately broke their promises. It's just that their lives were so full it was difficult to fulfill all the promises they had made casually.

They might not really care about a person or a matter. Perhaps at a certain time, a person or thing gave them enough stimulation and aroused their interest, but it wouldn't be long before another stimulating event or person attracts their attention.

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