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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 · Urbain

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4890 Chs

In Search of the Real Murderer

Éditeur: EndlessFantasy Translation

"What now? What about Chen Xiaobei?" Song Qincheng was worried sick. The rims of her eyes were red, and she was doing all she could to hold herself together. She would not allow herself to break down before anything was confirmed.

"Director Song Qincheng! You must prepare yourself…"

Feng Yaolun's face was pale. He said in a whisper, "The tower has fallen and the fire has swallowed the entire thing, and we've spent nearly ten minutes trying to put the fire out…"

"Cut the crap! Just tell me!" Song Qincheng barked, completely disregarding Feng Yaolun. Right now, all she cared about was Chen Xiaobei.

"When we found Chen Xiaobei, he was not breathing and there was no pulse. The doctor has confirmed… That he's… Gone…" Feng Yaolun bowed his head, lowering his gaze. He dared not look at Song Qincheng in the eyes.

"Gone? That's impossible!"

Song Qincheng nearly lost her footing and fainted but she steadied herself.

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