"I must speak frankly, Brother Xuan, about this experience thing,"
Before Liu Zhizhong could finish, Qian Xuan declared in a deep voice, "Isn't it better to just listen to the arrangement?"
Liu Zhizhong's expression turned serious, and he sat up straight as an arrow, just like a primary school student.
There was a moment of silence before Qian Xuan reached into the side pocket of his wheelchair and took out a beautifully crafted blue and white porcelain vase, opened it, and drank some water.
After setting down the water, he glanced at Liu Zhizhong and said, "Why are you just sitting there doing nothing? Drink some water, have a smoke!"
Liu Zhizhong was taken aback but still managed a smile and duly drank water and smoked.
Qian Xuan didn't speak again, nor did he ask him to leave, but he did pick up his mobile phone, seemingly scrolling and sending some kind of message.
Liu Zhizhong had no choice but to enjoy the special cigarette; that was all he could enjoy.
It was too quiet here. At least smoking could ease the emotions within.
Honestly, meeting such an eccentric man, Liu Zhizhong's emotions were complex.
Suddenly, Qian Xuan said, "Liu Zhizhong, do you think I'm useless?"
Liu Zhizhong looked up abruptly, his gaze falling on the other man as the cigarette ash trembled and fell to the ground.
"No, no, not at all. Brother Xuan is too strong, terrifyingly strong!"
His visibly frightened demeanor was genuinely unrehearsed.
"Hahaha..." Qian Xuan burst into uncontrollable laughter, tears streaming down his face.
Liu Zhizhong seriously doubted whether the guy had an issue with his tear ducts.
Then, Qian Xuan gazed blindly ahead at the main gate and muttered to himself, "Terrifyingly strong my ass... I'm just useless, heh... definitely useless... Ah... a useless world, you mortals wouldn't understand..."
Oh my god, what else can I even say?
"Do you know where my wife is?" Qian Xuan asked, wiping away tears.
Liu Zhizhong was stunned for a moment and then snapped back to reality, "Oh, I don't know."
"Are you stupid?" Qian Xuan tossed the tissue into the trash bin at the foot of the wheelchair, his eyes gleaming coldly.
"I... Well, Brother Xuan's spouse must have returned here."
"That's right, isn't it? People need to think independently, to use logical thinking, right?"
"Yes, yes, Brother Xuan is right!"
"Do you know why I didn't bring her to meet you, her lifesaver?"
Liu Zhizhong guessed the reason but didn't answer directly, feigning confusion, "Brother Xuan, I can't independently think through this reason, my logical thinking is all tangled."
Qian Xuan laughed wildly again, sounding like the roar of the Demon King—truly unpleasant, alas!
"You, you're pretty funny. In fact, I've given my wife the greatest dignity, understand?"
Liu Zhizhong frowned, genuinely puzzled, "Please elaborate!"
"Elaborate my ass! A woman ultimately takes pride and dignity in the man she marries. Because in the end, men fucking dominate everything!!!"
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Liu Zhizhong was emotionally turned upside down; anyone with typical mental fortitude couldn't handle this capricious, split-personality man.
Fortunately, Demon Liu was indeed Demon Liu, sitting quietly, bowing his head slightly, in a display of submission.
Qian Xuan stared at him for a good while, then sighed sorrowfully, "Our Xiushow is a distinguished woman. I've known she was exceptional since she was young. You might not be aware, but she's fluent in four foreign languages, her best being English, of course."
Speechless and astonished, he stared straight at Qian Xuan.
I really didn't know the truth! Did I honestly sleep with a language genius?
"An exceptional woman, yet married to a useless man like me, that is the greatest loss of her dignity. Moreover, in front of her savior, to let this man know such a fact, where would her face be? Right?"