The Hardships of a D

All eyes turned to one spot—a young man dressed in strange and flamboyant attire, leaning back nonchalantly in a chair, with his legs crossed and fingers constantly digging into his nostrils. He then casually flicked them away as if nothing had happened.,From the young man's facial expression and movements, it doesn't seem like the latter case.,"Since you're all eager to die, don't blame me!" Wang Lin shook his head helplessly and put on a defensive stance.。