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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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Get Ready to Pick the Bar of Soap Up!

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Big Boss! I was wrong… I will never do it again… Please spare me, just this once… Let me go…"

A short while ago, Red Bull Boss was an arrogant asshole. He then became a pile of petrified mess.

Even Purple Hair Boss was afraid of Chen. Even if he were to borrow ten of Red Bull's guts, he would not even dare to accuse Chen of anything!

"If you want to leave, you only have to one thing – smack yourself in the face ten times, and then I will spare you," Chen said apathetically.

"Whack! Whack! Whack…"

Red Bull Boss didn't argue, but raised his hand and struck his own face. As long as Chen's anger was quelled, he was willing to do anything.

"What are you looking at? I already said that if you don't leave, you will end up just like him!" Chen glared at the ten of Red Bull's followers and said, "Every one of you, ten slaps! If you can't finish, no one leaves."

"Whack! Whack! Whack…"