Lin Beichen: "This has little to do with you guys. You even mentioned that you didn't expect this to happen. Who could have predicted it? Moreover, even if you hadn't mentioned buying specialty products, I was planning to buy some myself. Don't feel burdened."
With his words of reassurance, Han Yuan and the others felt a lot better. After a few more exchanges, they relaxed.
Han Yuan: "Beichen, did you really take down those spies using traditional martial arts?"
Lin Beichen: "Of course. What, do you want to learn? I can teach you, horse stance.JPG."
He thought to himself that once he created his martial arts, he could teach his roommates—if they wanted to learn.
Han Yuan: "Really? I'll take a screenshot!"
Lin Beichen: "Truer than gold. With your talent, as long as you endure the hardships, you should be able to hold your own against multiple opponents by the time you graduate."
Han Yuan: "Ah... I deleted the screenshot."
Liang Dong: "..."
Wu You: "..."
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Atlantis.
