Death Progress Bar - Chapter 82 - Birthday Party

... r, looked over at the sound, only to face Lian Jun, with Shi Jin pushing his wheelchair.

“Good evening,” Lian Jun greeted politely, the shopping bag resting on his lap.

The air fell silent in an instant.

Shi Weichong’s brows wrinkled, and the corners of Rong Zhouzhong’s mouth pulled downwards. The two of them looked at each other, then in tacit agreement turned their gazes to Shi Jin, who was standing behind Lian Jun.

“Why do I think you’re hostile to my f ...