Chapter 413 - Chapter 413: Chapter 264: Even Mars Cant Keep You in Check!? (Subscribe Please) (2/2)

He simply said, “The novel is called ‘Arms Tycoon,’ and it was quite a hit for some time.”

After speaking, he picked up his coffee and took a delicate sip.

— The pretentious swagger, tactically sipping water.

“Arms Tycoon, huh? I’ve never heard of that one…” Brother Hao also picked up his coffee; the coffee wasn’t hot, but his words were scalding. His face froze, and his hand began to tremble uncontrollably, like someone in the late stages of Parkinson’s plus a touch of showboating, unable to stop.

Arms Tycoon!?

“I haven’t heard of it,” Lin Chuan said with a hint of disappointment, his face showing a smirk.

“No… no…”

Both Brother Hao and Hou began to stammer.

Hou’s throat felt dry, trying to swallow but finding it difficult, his complexion turning from green to purple.

‘Lin’ plus ‘Arms Tycoon,’ when these two keywords combined, they awakened two unbearably painful memories, the kind where a moment’s inattention could cost one’s life.

In front of him, this slightly handsome, sunny, and clean-looking young man seemed to suddenly transform into a devil!

Brother Hao was even worse!

His face turned deathly pale, devoid of any color, and his left hand grasped his right wrist, steadying the Parkinson-induced tremors while he carefully placed his coffee back on the table.

He wanted to run away!

But his legs were fainting, unable to step forward, hands propping himself up in his seat, just managing to prevent himself from collapsing, his eyes empty and filled with fear.

In the presence of one’s inner demons, there’s an innate cowardice.

Brother Hao knew this all too well!

“What’s wrong with you two, not used to Anling’s weather?” The Little Landlady was the first to notice something off about the two and asked.

“Ah, maybe… maybe I caught a cold yesterday.”

Hou’s teeth were trembling slightly, his speech not quite fluent, pretending to rub his nose.

Then,

He reached to touch Brother Hao’s forehead, eyes widening in feigned surprise, “Guys, Brother Hao’s forehead is burning up. It looks like he has a fever. I have to help him back to the hotel to rest!”

Without waiting for Lin Chuan or the Little Landlady to respond.

Hou immediately helped Brother Hao stand up, like assisting someone drunk, with Brother Hao leaning on Hou’s shoulder. The two staggered out of Redwood Café, drawing several curious glances from the people inside.

Run!

Run fast!

This is definitely a calamity!