Qu Jianlei ignored him and continued talking to himself, "I'm mentally ill."

Hearing this, Zheng Ziyang couldn't help it anymore, "It's my brain that's sick, and I'm very sick!"

Qu Jianlei still ignored him and said leisurely, "There is an old saying in my hometown, 'Villains die from talking too much'..."

"I agree with this sentence. When you want to take action, just take action directly. Don't force and nag so much. Instead, give the other party a chance..."

His voice was not loud, and the forest was very quiet. The fine raindrops hit the leaves, making a rustling sound.

This kind of background sound made his low-pitched voice seem a bit eerie...even crazy.

"But I have a mental illness, and I don't have a good sense of security. I usually endure it and hide my cultivation. It's very hard for me to endure it!"

"You obviously have strength, but you don't dare to publicize it for fear of being coveted by others."

"Of course it's fun to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, but I'm... really depressed, like walking in fine clothes at night, with no clear ideas."

"This time... I would like to thank you very much for giving me a chance to show off my full potential. What's rare is that it's still raining."

"I don't have to worry about being observed by the satellite, and your observation has successfully helped me ease my mind."

"So, now my thoughts are clear and my heart is at ease, and you know too much... It's time to hit the road!"
Chapter completed!