Jin collapsed back on the chair with an angry puff. He and Alix were finally done with whatever was required of them in regards to 'pleasing God's dissatisfaction.'
"You are fuming," Alix said, unwrapping a chocolate bar.
His lips pressed into a thin line. He wasn't sure how to explain it to her. Though she was aware of his reborn deal with the Gods, she didn't know that Jin had also met two of the Gods in his lifetime - one of them disguised as the Feng Shui master today.
What else should I do if not fume! That damn God was just not letting it go!
'Hey, hey, deeper. Deeper. Bow your head more. What's this insincerity am I seeing, huh? Touch your forehead all the way to the floor, brat.'
Jin had gnashed his teeth.
'Control your temper, young lad. You are ruining the temple's calm and serene atmosphere. You are scaring off the other devotees, you know?"
At present, he tried to control his innermost desire to murder someone and looked at Alix. He blinked.
