Inferiority complex? NO! The confidence he exudes practically overflows!
You pity him? Come on!
That noble demeanor, that graceful posture, that relaxed aura—he sits comfortably, nestled against the leather backrest of the wheelchair. That demeanor is no different from lounging on a luxurious and grandiose sofa!
And then there's his wheelchair, custom-made, fully functional, adorned with gold and jade. His brother—so bold—actually modeled it after an ancient imperial dragon throne, with intricate carvings of dragons soaring through the skies. This isn't a wheelchair; it's practically a dragon throne!
He sits quietly in the wheelchair, emitting an aura of commanding presence. Under the sunlight, it radiates vividly. "Bro, don't move! Let me take a picture to pay my respects!"
Gu Shaocheng decisively throws the book in his hand at him.
"Enough messing around?"
