Chapter 105 From A Loner to the King (2/2)
He is still firmly marching forward,
Only to realize his dreams afar.
I just want to say,
Dollar, please accept my allegiance.
A loner like me whishes to follow you who are lonely too.
You win, I will be with you.
You lose, I will be with you.
Fang Mingquan finished the article and did not sign leave his own name under, instead he wrote ”from a loner to the king.”
When Fang Mingquan uploaded the article on the Skynet, it went viral at an incredible speed, triggering a huge response.
”Damn, I cried reading this. It reminded me of when I trained hard to be admitted to a military school. Others admired me for being admitted, while they had no idea about the effort I made. I had to train even when I had a fever. It was tough.”
”Fang Mingquan wrote well. I was reminded of the days I struggled in God’s Sanctuary.”
”This is simply my true portrayal!”
”I am also a loner. Spending at least 28 days in God’s Sanctuary each month, I just want to work harder so that my family can live better. But I am so tired and I need company.”
”No matter what happens in the future. From this moment on, I am a fan of Dollar and Fang Mingquan's. I will be with both of you, too.”
”Dollar, please accept my allegiance.”
”You win, I will be with you.”
”You lose, I will be with you.”
”Loner +1.”
”I like Fang Mingquan. You follow Dollar, I will follow you.”
”If God gave me another chance, I would never have said anything bad about Dollar.”
”+1.”
”+10086.”
”Dollar, you are my king.”
”A King Marches in Loneliness” had made Dollar and Fang a tremendous success. As Fang became a real celebrity, Dollar had gained many hardcore fans who would not sway easily.
Reading the piece himself, Han Sen felt touched, too. During the first three months when he had just entered God’s Sanctuary, the loneliness and helplessness he experienced were maddening. He had gone this far because of his dreams and the people he cared about.
If it weren’t for his mother and Han Yan, Han Sen might have given up on himself.
Han Sen wanted to reply to the article, but he eventually let that thought go.
”Let us keep marching forward for what we truly cherish. No words could express my feeling.” Han Sen silently logged out.
Hen Sen rested for a while, and decided to check if there was any hyper geno art on footwork that suited him in Saint Hall. Yi Dongmu’s footwork was paired perfectly with his sneak attacks, and the footwork was what Han Sen lacked. If he could practice some footwork to work with his Sleeveblade skills, he could reach an even higher level in the combat.