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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.*

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4890 Chs

Time To Win

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Who do you think you are? You have no right to interfere when there is a duel in the Iron Gut Faction!" Hu Gaoyi glared at Chen Xiaobei snobbishly.

The rest of the faction members, too, glared at him hostilely – any fight, even within a faction was serious business. They would never allow any outsider to interrupt.

Meanwhile, the faction leader, Hu Haifeng squinted and continued with his meditation. Chen Xiaobei's appearance did not bother him in the least.

"I'm Uncle Murong's friend," Chen Xiaobei said. "I'll fight you instead!"

"F*cking retard!" Hu Gaoyi rolled his eyes and mocked him. "Do you even know what you're saying? Taking his place – do you have a death wish?"

"That brat is insane. Challenging our young master… he doesn't want to live!"

"I think he's here to die for Murong Tian!"