In Yundian University, inside a guesthouse B&B.
Lin Chuan was nestled in a comfortable rocking chair, watching the remarks of this group of "unlawful elements," and couldn't help but sit up suddenly.
It was as if a gravely ill person had shot up in shock!
His fingers swiftly pressed the phone's keyboard, typing out a long string of information.
"This story is purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Also, the author solemnly declares that he is cooperating with the police station—beware of the green corpse of Handon!"
"You're all smearing my reputation in the group chat; every single one of you must subscribe fully to console my injured soul!"
'Mr. Lin, compared to a full subscription, how about this?' A reader with the nickname 'Old Bai' sent a screenshot.
The image displayed a reward notification.
