Godslayer: You get two at the start, Supreme Divine Ruins.

Lin Xiao raised an eyebrow slightly, a sly smile playing on his lips: "Your mission is actually quite simple. All you need to do is shout: 'All eyes are on me, I am the Great Xia Sword Immortal!'"

Zhou Ping took two steps back, his eyes wide, staring at Lin Xiao in disbelief, with a hint of fear in them.

Just as he was about to refuse, Lin Wan'er looked at him with a smile: "Zhou Ping, a hero is a man of his word. Are you going to go back on your word now?"

She shook her head slightly, a look of disappointment on her face.

Zhou Ping's body trembled involuntarily, and his lips quivered; he was caught in a deep dilemma.

Lin Xiao pretended to be angry and tugged at Lin Wan'er's hand, "Wan'er, Zhou Ping isn't some kind of hero, so he doesn't need to keep his word. He can always back out if he doesn't want to play."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ping's face flushed red. He clenched his fists tightly, looked around at the bustling crowd, and finally managed to speak with difficulty: "I am a hero, I can do it!"

He took a deep breath, strode forward, raised his hands high, and shouted with all his might: "All eyes are on me, I am the Great Xia Sword Immortal!"

After he finished shouting, sweat slid down his forehead, but what followed was an unprecedented sense of relief.

The people around Zhou Ping were startled by his shout and stopped in their tracks, pointing and whispering about him.

"That scared me to death! What is this lunatic yelling about?"

"Is this guy mentally ill? What era is this? A sword immortal?"

"A sword immortal, my foot! If he's a sword immortal, then I'm the Human Emperor! Pshaw!"

Zhou Ping's breathing became rapid, as if he had fallen into the deep sea, and the feeling of suffocation was overwhelming him.

Just then, Lin Xiao grabbed his hand and ran quickly away into the distance.

After running for an unknown distance, the three of them finally stopped. Lin Xiao and Lin Wan'er, panting heavily, turned their gazes to Zhou Ping, who was still somewhat dazed, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Zhou Ping slumped to the ground, as if his shouts had exhausted all his strength.

He looked at the two people laughing so hard they were doubled over, a wave of discomfort washing over him. He gritted his teeth and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Lin Xiao sat down next to him and handed him a tissue: "We're laughing at you, laughing at how you finally broke through your own limits."

Zhou Ping was somewhat puzzled, and asked in a low voice with his head down, "Is this considered a breakthrough? What's so funny?"

Lin Wan'er sat down next to Lin Xiao and leaned on his shoulder: "Of course it counts. Did you dare to shout like that in front of so many people before? Daring to shout like that now is a breakthrough."

We find it funny because we're happy to see our friend achieve a breakthrough.

Zhou Ping raised his head, even sitting up a little straighter: "Are we friends?"

Lin Xiao nodded without hesitation, and Lin Wan'er smiled as well: "Of course, we're friends!"

Zhou Ping's originally dim eyes seemed to have a glimmer of light at this moment.

Lin Xiao smiled and put his arm around his shoulder: "We're friends. We're laughing at you out of goodwill. We're just joking."

After you shouted that, those people who laughed at you didn't even know who you were, and they'll forget about you completely tomorrow. So you don't need to care too much about what others think of you; being yourself is the most important thing.

Doesn't a great hero have many friends around him?

Wan'er, Commander Ye, Guan Zai, and I are all your friends. You can go out and meet more like-minded people instead of isolating yourself and being afraid to connect with the world.

Zhou Ping rested his chin on his hand, carefully pondering Lin Xiao's words. His eyes grew brighter and brighter, and his aura continued to strengthen, but it seemed to have reached a critical point and stabilized.

Lin Xiao raised an eyebrow. Zhou Ping's current changes indicated that his state of mind had improved and he was not far from a breakthrough; he only needed a trigger.

Suddenly, Zhou Ping jumped up from the ground: "Lin Xiao, Wan'er, let's continue playing! I'm sure I'll win this time. Get ready for a dare!"

Lin Xiao and Lin Wan'er both smiled, stood up without hesitation, and immediately clenched their fists: "Black and white team!"

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For more than a dozen rounds in a row, Zhou Ping lost every time and had to take a dare.

After shouting at a roadside, Zhou Ping ran towards a deserted area.

He was panting heavily, looking at Lin Xiao and Lin Wan'er, somewhat puzzled: "Why am I always losing? Did you two plan this together?"

Lin Xiao was also puzzled. He and Wan'er had indeed planned the first few rounds, but the later rounds were completely random. However, no matter how the rounds were played, Zhou Ping always lost.

"Hmm... Wan'er's luck is extraordinary. When she plays Dou Dizhu (a card game), she can draw five bombs out of twenty cards."

As Hongjun's agent, and he represents the Heavenly Way, I should also have the blessing of fortune.

In comparison, you probably have the weakest luck, which is why you always seem to lose.

Zhou Ping was stunned, but he quickly shook his head: "I don't believe it, let's play Dou Dizhu!"

Lin Wan'er immediately took out a deck of cards from her spatial ring, and the three of them found a milk tea shop and sat down.

Zhou Ping sipped his milk tea and chewed on the tapioca pearls: "Four."

Lin Xiao silently put away the pair of fours in his hand, then threw out four threes: "Three of a Kind!"

Zhou Ping was stunned, staring at Lin Xiao in disbelief: "Is this how you play your cards?"

Lin Xiao didn't speak, but pointed at Lin Wan'er.

Lin Wan'er threw two aces, four twos, four kings, four jerseys, four tens, and an ace on the table. Although it wasn't as amazing as the bomb from last time, it still shocked Zhou Ping.

"WC!"

He was so shocked that he stood up abruptly. At that moment, all eyes in the milk tea shop were on him, with somewhat strange expressions.

But he was no longer as reserved as before. He sat down casually and took a big gulp of his milk tea, puzzled: "You can really pull out five bombs?"

I thought my hand was so much weaker, and yours probably weren't much better either. That's why I became the landlord, but I don't even have a single bomb?

He spread out the scattered cards in his hand, somewhat bewildered.

Lin Xiao also spread out his scattered cards, rubbing his temples: "I only have this one bomb, and my other cards aren't much better than yours."

Lin Wan'er stood proudly with her hands on her hips: "Am I amazing? If you're not convinced, let's try again!"

She had never played Dou Dizhu before, but ever since she played it with Lin Xiao and Hong Ying in the room that time, she discovered that she had incredible luck and could win no matter how she played.

Zhou Ping quickly reshuffled the deck, preparing to avenge his previous defeat.

At the Night Watch headquarters, Ye Fan sat at the table, listening quietly to Zuo Qing's detailed report.

He slowly picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness, thank goodness they didn't ruin Zhou Ping."

Upon hearing this, Zuo Qing's lips twitched, and images of Lin Xiao's "playing tricks" flashed through his mind.

Even someone like him who isn't socially anxious will start to feel socially anxious.

However, things don't always go as planned. It was this ordeal that turned out to be a good medicine for Zhou Ping to overcome his social anxiety, allowing him to gradually step out of his self-imposed isolation.