Fang Yi's face wore a smile, starkly contrasting with the fury on the man's face, and the more Fang Yi behaved this way, the angrier the man became.
"Are you looking for death?" The man coldly looked at Fang Yi, squeezing these three words through his teeth.
"I'm just asking you to get up from your chair, I have no death wish."
"Do you realize that by doing this, you're seeking death?"
"Alright then, I'll consider it seeking death."
Fang Yi extended a finger and beckoned: "Come on, let me see how I die."
The man was on the verge of erupting, but then thought of something and gradually the anger on his face disappeared.
"I'm not going to bother with you, my girlfriend's here, I'll save face for her." The man said with a smile, flicking the Zippo lighter in his hand: "Anyway, I'm sitting here, no matter who comes today, it won't change."
Fang Yi responded with an "oh": "You're quite enduring, aren't you?"
The man sneered: "My patience is much stronger than you think."
