His grip on the cane tightened. His cheeks burned red with rage. He opened his mouth to say something but it snapped back.
And nothing came out.
Absolutely nothing.
Not because he forgot to speak. Hell no.
It was because he'd never trash-talked anyone in his life. Not on Earth. Not even online. Not even in those racist chatrooms where people threw around "yo mama" like greetings.
Even back then, his mind would freeze up, eyes locked on the keyboard, fingers shaking, wondering if "your mom is... a refrigerator" counted as a decent comeback.
He stared at Lei Fang now, mentally scrambling.
"You... you... YOU LOOK LIKE A FAILED PROTAGONIST FROM A TRASH NOVEL!"
Even the wind paused for a second.
Lei Fang blinked.
[Impressive. You actually managed to insult both him and yourself.]
"Shut up!" Lu Sheng hissed at the System, his ears burning from the cringe.
Now it's too late. The moment is gone, he murdered his chance of comeback with his cringe attempt.
