Half an hour later.
Chen Huaian had been out for quite so ti.
Muscle Dominator stood by the window, gazing at the sunset outside, his eyes filled with sorrow.
A piece of yellow paper was stuck to the window, inscribed with unreadable characters.
Even though he couldn't read them, Muscle Dominator knew that if he dared to get close to the window, he'd be struck by lightning.
"In the end, I still can't escape, can I..."
"Heh, I was too naive." Muscle Dominator lowered his head in dejection.
How could the boss, who possessed a damaged celestial artifact, not know his little sches? There was no way he would let him leave this cage easily. As for the boss's various strange actions, perhaps he was comprehending the Dao.
So cultivators suppress their cultivation realm and even seal their mories to experience the hardships of life and thus comprehend the Dao.
That boss was probably in such a situation.
"Forget it, plain rice is still edible."
Tis had changed drastically, and the rice now tasted much better than in his era, though it never seed to fill him up.
Muscle Dominator crawled to the bowl, panting as he gobbled down a few mouthfuls.
As he ate, tears involuntarily fell from his golden cat eyes.
"This rice..."
"Damn it, it's undercooked!!!"
...
"Feels like I forgot sothing?" Chen Huaian scratched his chin.
"Oh, right, the rice, it seems I undercooked it..."
A tinge of guilt welled up in his heart.
However, Muscle Dominator's health seed to be improving, which ant he was taking good care of him. Muscle Dominator was a country cat; back when he lived with his grandparents in the countryside, the cat ate whatever the family ate, far from the pampered city cats that needed special cat food and had sensitive stomachs.
The guilt quickly faded.
Chen Huaian felt relieved, as expected of Muscle Dominator, easy to care for.
Today was his first ti flying, and he felt a bit excited.
Previously, he always took the train to Mount Tai, mainly because he couldn't afford the flight.
He originally planned to take the train to the program team as well, but after spending too much ti shopping with Qingran in Sky Spring City, he almost missed the departure ti, so he had to splurge this once.
"Strange, why are so many people staring at today?"
Carrying his luggage, Chen Huaian noticed more than one curious glance as he walked to the check-in counter. Most were from won, though occasionally a man would glance at him, often with a hint of anger or jealousy. Whenever he looked back, those gazes would quickly disappear.
Chen Huaian squinted his eyes, realizing sothing was amiss.
He hurried to the restroom to check the mirror, convinced there must be sothing on his face!
...
Chen Huaian had no idea.
As soon as he disappeared into the restroom, a wave of fiery gazes locked onto him.
"Wow, a once-in-a-lifeti handso guy, no joke!"
"Ahhhh! I got a picture, this side profile is absolutely stunning!"
"Oh my, who dares to ask him for his contact?"
"No way, I'm afraid I'd faint standing in front of him, isn't he way more handso than that popular Cai Yifan?"
"Is he a celebrity? I don't recognize him..."
Chattering voices buzzed around like a swarm of green-headed flies, causing the surrounding n to grit their teeth.
So won who weren't in a hurry to board lingered near the restroom, especially the younger ones, ready to snap a photo with anything they could use as cover. The older won were more reserved, content with just one last look to brighten their day.
...
"Hmm, there's nothing on my face..."
Chen Huaian scrutinized himself in the mirror, unable to spot any difference.
If there was any change, it was that his skin had improved, giving him an indescribable aura.
How to describe it?
Otherworldly?!
The word ford in his mind.
If he donned an Immortal Lord's robe, perhaps he wouldn't even need to manage his expressions to exude an ethereal aura.
"What are you looking at? Vain!" A buddy beside him washed his hands and left grumbling.
After being scolded, Chen Huaian furrowed his brows, then relaxed, slapping his thigh: "Right, I'm just vain!"
He had realized!
It was because he'd been playing gas too much lately, getting caught up in the self-absorbed role of the protagonist.
"Sigh, I'm such an idiot, ti to board!"
Chen Huaian patted his face, walked out of the restroom with his head held high, no longer caring about the surrounding gazes.
Even when a few girls bumped into an advertisent board just to look at him, he ignored it.
Once inside the plane, the curious gazes diminished significantly.
Chen Huaian found his seat and sat down, imdiately attracting a flight attendant with a warm and enthusiastic smile: "Sir, you seem to be having so trouble, let help you with your seatbelt."
Chen Huaian: "Oh, uh, I can do it myself..."
What trouble? He was only pretending to have a limp, his hands were fine.
"No worries, sir, it's my duty."
Once the seatbelt was fastened, another flight attendant approached.
"Sir, would you like so water? If not, we also have other beverages~"
Chen Huaian: "Uh, no thanks, I'm not thirsty..."
Then the purser ca over: "Sir, do you get airsick? Let tell you how to feel more comfortable?"
To read the uncut version, go to ].
"I don't get airsick, I think..." Chen Huaian was sweating profusely; the service was overwhelmingly attentive.
'No wonder it's a plane,' he thought to himself.
With service like this, the eight or nine hundred yuan ticket was totally worth it.
He didn't notice the girl beside him blushing to her ears, wishing she could shrink into her seat.
The flight attendants, maintaining their professionalism, went about their duties once they realized there was no reason to linger around Chen Huaian.
After a while, the plane reached the stratosphere, and the noise subsided significantly.
The girl beside him, after a lengthy internal struggle, finally stole a cautious glance at Chen Huaian.
'Ah~ so handso! How can there be such a handso man! But he looks so aloof...'
'This is my chance! A chance encounter on a plane, this is fate!'
'Xiao Yaan, don't be afraid, go for it!'
"Um, can I add..." She mustered the courage, pulling out her phone and handing it over, her palms sweaty, her breath trembling.
Chen Huaian suddenly sneered: "Heh, this is a plane? My Flying Sword is way faster than this!"
The girl froze.
Silently, she retracted her phone.
Reviews
All reviews (0)