"Bro, a gentleman talks but doesn't fight."
On the bustling Tokyo street, Martial Saint was still rubbing his head miserably.
Damn.
The carefully styled hair was ruined.
"Before provoking, first ensure your strength is greater than your opponent's."
Jiang Chen earnestly advised.
Unable to fight back and unable to outrun, what could Martial Saint do? He could only nod obediently in agreement, although his left hand secretly raised a middle finger, while giving Tanki Liuli a pitiful glance.
What a waste of their "leaning on each other for survival" during this time.
He thought he had already formed a deep revolutionary friendship with Sister Liuli, only to realize
——he was purely delusional.
"Bro, is this really your friend's shop? Why is it closed down too?"
"Closed down?"
"Yeah, look, there's a notice on the door, closing at the end of the month."
Jiang Chen glanced at the notice on the door and then walked into the ramen shop.
