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"Bang—"
Just as Lin Ruo was completely immersed in a rather despondent state, a cup suddenly hit his forehead, causing Lin Ruo to lean back abruptly, covering his forehead, and irritably saying, "Damn it! Are you sick?!"
"Are you sober? If you're sober, stop overthinking things. I think you're just full of yourself, getting tangled up in such issues," Medici said, equally annoyed. He stood up and looked down at Lin Ruo, who was sitting on the sofa, saying, "You are a bit different from before, but that doesn't mean you're not yourself anymore. People change. Those who don't are dead. What are you overthinking for?!"
"Besides, I haven't finished speaking. You are a bit different from before, but your essence is still the same. You like ridiculous stories, you wish you could spend all day immersed in books, you persecute others all day long, your bad taste even corrupted Amon, you have more dark history than anyone else, yet you protect Mortals like little chicks, and you even fought with me for them, and your mouth is as poisonous as ever…"
Medici spoke almost in a scolding tone. As he spoke, he might have recalled the years he was persecuted, and his tone became gritted. "Lin Ruo, I actually wish you weren't you. That way, I wouldn't have to deal with such a troublesome guy. Instead of being here now, giving psychological counseling to a fragile guy like you." Medici continued, his tone becoming sarcastic again. "Lin Ruo, given your mental fortitude, I truly have to call you a baby!"
Lin Ruo blinked, uncertainly saying, "So, the old me also liked reading, liked learning, liked persecuting, and had strong bad tastes?"
"Otherwise?" Medici glanced at Lin Ruo, annoyed, "What did you think the old you was like?"
"Sometimes I even suspect you didn't lose your memory. Your behavior patterns are exactly the same as before, and you're still so confident in front of me after losing your memory. Are you really not afraid of me beating you up?"
"Ah, this!"
Lin Ruo rubbed his nose.
What's with this sudden feeling of closeness to his former self?
To be honest, the reason Lin Ruo felt this sense of uncertainty, confusion, and fear was related to his recent interactions with old friends, pre-arranged contingencies, and even a few recovered memory fragments, such as the person who spoke to him across time and space, the little lunatic whose divinity overwhelmed his humanity, and the Angel of Judgment he first met with Ancient Sun God.
Because the person outlined by these various traces was quite unfamiliar to Lin Ruo.
He could indeed see familiar traces on the former Angel of Judgment, but more often, he felt a sense of unfamiliarity.
This was what made Lin Ruo afraid, giving him the feeling of "I am not me."
But now, after Medici's description, that illusory, even profound image instantly vanished, replaced by— "Isn't this just me?"
Lin Ruo pinched his chin, and in an instant, all the pretentiousness and confusion were gone.
Perhaps, he was originally affected by Medici's remark, "Lin Ruo, you are very similar to before now, yet not so similar." This caused the accumulated emotions over this period to surge. Now, after being enlightened, he suddenly found that the person from the past was not as distant as he had imagined; it seemed he really was himself, and his emotions naturally stabilized.
As his emotions gradually stabilized, Lin Ruo narrowed his eyes, looking at Medici with a sarcastic tone, "Then hit me, anyway, I'm just a small rookie now and can't beat you. It's perfect if you beat me today; we'll break ties on the spot, and you'll save trouble tomorrow!"
"Ha!" Hearing these highly provocative words, Medici immediately rolled up his sleeves, "You really think I wouldn't dare hit you?!"
War Angel directly walked in front of Lin Ruo, actually intending to strike.
Lin Ruo, seeing this, didn't flinch. He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to fight, "Hit me then, whoever uses Beyonder abilities is a dog!"
And then… then they really started fighting.
That's right, you heard correctly, these two childish brats actually started fighting after a disagreement.
This was not surprising, because Lin Ruo somewhat wanted to fight, similar to a state of completely venting the remaining emotions.
And Medici—what do you think happened when he and Lin Ruo used to bicker until both were thoroughly provoked? How did it end?
The combat skills the Angel of Judgment once mastered were all beaten out of him by Red Angel!
However, in this fight, both Lin Ruo and Medici tacitly did not use extraordinary abilities, and even the speed and strength they used were quite equal, maintained at the level of ordinary people.
And in this situation, Lin Ruo, of course… still couldn't beat Medici.
—In terms of combat skills, how many people in this world could beat Red Angel!
"No more, no more, I'm exhausted."
After a few back-and-forth moves, seeing that he was really about to get beaten, Lin Ruo plopped down on the sofa and immediately called for a stop.
"You say stop, and I stop?" Medici grabbed Lin Ruo's collar and said irritably, "If I don't beat you up today, I think you'll forget your own name!"
"It's good to beat you up and knock the water out of your brain, so you won't overthink things again later."
Facing the fist so close to him, Lin Ruo blinked. He was actually certain that he and Medici must have often fought at the drop of a hat before, because during the fight just now, his body had already formed instinctive reactions.
—Otherwise, how do you think Lin Ruo, who never engaged in close combat, wasn't immediately knocked down by Medici? It was all thanks to conditioned reflexes!
Similarly, at this moment, Lin Ruo was very sure that Medici probably really wanted to beat him.
As for the reason—hey, how normal is that? If he were Medici, he'd want to beat him too. There are countless reasons!
Lin Ruo was quite self-aware in this regard.
And seeing that he was about to be beaten, Lin Ruo took 0.001 seconds to think, then shouted, "Bro!"
"I was wrong!"
The fist stopped one centimeter from Lin Ruo's cheek. Medici was probably stunned, his expression at this moment actually showing a hint of bewilderment.
"Huh?"
Lin Ruo, without surprise, pushed his fist back and said, "You said not to hit the face when hitting someone, but it's not good for your fist to go straight for my face!"
"Nonsense, if I hit you and not your face, where would I hit?" Medici withdrew his fist and stepped back.
He crossed his arms and looked down at Lin Ruo, his smile suddenly becoming unrestrained.
"Lin Ruo, you called, didn't you!"
"Called what? I don't understand," Lin Ruo said, selectively feigning amnesia.
"Heh!" Medici chuckled and said, "Now I actually think your amnesia is a good thing."
"Because I called you bro?" Lin Ruo looked up at him, no longer feigning amnesia, but just shaking his head mockingly, saying, "So how pathetic were you before, that after so many years, you still haven't even gotten a 'bro'? Tsk tsk tsk, how tragic!"
After speaking, before Medici could possibly flare up, Lin Ruo sighed again, "Sigh, consider me pitying you!"
He looked up at Medici, a familiar smile playing on his lips, and said seriously, "Bro!"
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