The Wishes I Made, Enemies Reap Double - Chapter 118
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Wang Feng was furious, “I can’t believe this! Is the whole thing about pouring foot wash later?”
On the fourth day, the Dragon King still poured foot wash for his wife. “Go! My driver is here. Hurry up and pour him some foot wash!”
“I am the mighty Dragon King, and you want me to pour foot wash for your driver? This is an utter disgrace!”
*Smack* (a slap)
“Do you understand what I mean?”
“I understand. I’ll fetch the water now.”
“Wait! Put your face over here!”
“Wife, do you want to kiss me? We’ve been married for a long time, no need for that, right?”
“Think again! I want to use your face to wipe my feet!”
Wang Feng: “Ha!”
He was extremely annoyed, “Damn it, Dragon King, can’t you man up a bit? You’re the mighty Dragon King, the sole heir of a hidden family, the man who can control the world’s fate. But you spend your days at home, finding new ways to pour foot wash for your wife, her parents, best friend, secretary, driver, and even a dog! You don’t seem like a man!”
“I’m begging you, stop demeaning yourself and be a proper person!”
Wang Feng, still reluctant, continued reading.
On the fifth day, the Dragon King poured foot wash for his wife again. “Go! My little eight is here. Hurry up and pour foot wash for him!”
“Who’s little eight? I don’t see anyone!”
“Little eight is the pet dog I just bought! Look, it wags its tail as soon as it sees me. Isn’t it adorable?”
“I am the mighty Dragon King, and you want me to pour foot wash for a dog?”
*Smack* (a slap)
“Are you going now?”
“Let me tell you, I have a temper. If you hit me again, I’ll turn on you!”
*Smack* (a slap)
“Show me your turning face then!”
“Nice try, I’m going to pour foot wash for little eight!”
“So obedient! It looks like he stepped in dog poop; you can help him clean it up!”
Wang Feng: “Ha!”
He continued reading, still unable to accept it, and discovered that the rest of the story was about how the Dragon King poured foot wash for his wife.
Not only did he pour foot wash for his wife but also for his wife’s parents, siblings, colleagues, best friends, pets, and even the delivery guy. Finally, he succumbed to the poison and died!
*Splatter* *Splatter* *Splatter*
Wang Feng’s face turned pale as he looked up to the sky.
“So cruel, it killed me! Thinking of myself, Wang Feng, who has been navigating the online literary world for over a decade, what brain-dead novels haven’t I seen? What nonsense haven’t I read? But I’ve never seen such a deranged novel!”
“Clearly, he has such an impressive status, but from start to finish, he’s pouring foot wash!”
“Even a dog can step on him!”
“I’ve never seen such a pathetic protagonist!”
“Poison!”
“Too poisonous!”
“No, a novel this toxic can’t be left for me alone to see. I want the whole world to see it!” Wang Feng declared fiercely. “I want them to experience my suffering, to understand how hard it is for me!”
With a vengeful mood, he opened a live chat room.
“Dear bookworms, today I have a new book to recommend to you! This new book is called ‘Urban Surplus Son-in-law Dragon King.’ Although it’s only a few tens of thousands of words, it’s incredibly exciting, with a thrilling storyline that will captivate you!”
“After reading it, you won’t be able to forget it for the rest of your life!” *Chuckles*
At this moment, tens of thousands of people saw this novel, and they all succumbed to its poison.
“This novel is so toxic! I’ve read countless brain-dead novels and thought I’d built up immunity, but I still fell for this one!”
“That’s right, it’s too poisonous! Just when I thought he was going to rise, he turned around and started pouring foot wash again! He poured it for days, either for his wife or his in-laws, and even a dog had a higher status than him… I’ve never seen such a pathetic protagonist!”
“Zhaotian lives so miserably, even a dog has more dignity than him!”
“This is the most repressed protagonist I’ve ever seen, no doubt!”
“After reading it, I’m filled with frustration, it’s hard to find satisfaction!”
“A novel this toxic must be the author’s way of taking revenge on society! Who can reveal the author’s address and send him some local specialties from their hometown?”
“I second that!”
The entire internet was buzzing with discussion.
They were condemning the protagonist, Zhaotian, in the novel and simultaneously condemning the author behind it. On e-commerce platforms, razor blades were sold out because everyone wanted to send them to the author of this novel!
However, as discussions continued, this novel miraculously gained immense popularity!
It escalated even further!
This novel finally came to the attention of the Zhao family.
“Dragon King, something big is happening!” A person in black rushed into the Dragon King’s house.
At this moment, the real Dragon King, Zhaotian, was still recovering at home. The thought of losing over 20 billion and his arch-nemesis making over 20 billion sent chills down his spine, making him feel cold all over. He huddled under the blanket, refusing to see anyone.
At this time, the person in black hurriedly burst in.
“Dragon King, something bad has happened!”
The Dragon King, with lifeless eyes, gazed at the ceiling and weakly asked, “What’s going on? Why so flustered?”
“Dragon King, there’s a novel circulating on the internet called ‘Urban Surplus Son-in-law Dragon King,’ and it’s about your story!” The person in black said urgently.
A glimmer of light appeared in the Dragon King’s eyes. “He wrote about my glorious achievements?”
The Dragon King Zhaotian: “Ha!”
“No, he wrote about you pouring foot wash!” It’s your dark history that’s been exposed!”
The Dragon King was infuriated. “Who did this? Where can I see this novel?”
“Dragon King, please!”
Zhaotian took the phone and started reading. The more he read, the more excited he became, and the angrier he got. His face turned black, and finally, he spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, he fiercely threw the phone to the ground and roared, “Who did this? Who the hell did this?”
The bedroom echoed with his furious voice.
At first, he suspected Lin Beifan, but upon reflection, he dismissed the idea. Because their positions hadn’t been clarified yet, Lin Beifan wouldn’t have any reason to target him. Moreover, such tactics would only disgust him and wouldn’t harm him in the least. Lin Beifan was too shrewd to engage in such useless endeavors.
“Who is it? Who is behind this?” The angry voice reverberated in the bedroom.
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