Haoran's Stubborness

The origin of the candidates was always the talk of the planets and was major headlines on the gossip columns in several parts of the galaxies, and even parts of impoverished civilizations were no exception. 

Feeling their gazes, Zurui wanted to sneak out but these guys blocked his route of retreat and gave him a look only those gossiping aunties would make.

"You're unfair Master, we poured our heart to you and you're going to leave just like that? At least tell us something." The big guys scooted over near him, leaning closer.

Zurui was instantly suffocated by the alcoholic scent. He pushed their faces away and returned in his seat lest the door of his residence will be destroyed from their pursuit.

"Alright, alright. My place isn't that special."

"Let's talk about girls first." Boar wriggled his eyebrows.

"Skip that." Zurui didn't want to talk about it at all. He only had unpleasant memories about it.