Li Buyan angrily lifted his foot and kicked Li Xingle's calf fiercely, "Li Xingle, are you out of your mind!"
"Damn right I'm crazy! Are you blind?" Li Xingle shouted, getting closer to her, "I got injured and called you, and you didn't even come to see me!"
"You think you're some kind of deity? Just because you're hurt, I have to come see you? If I came to see you, it would be just to see you make a fool of yourself!" Li Buyan stomped forcefully on the top of his foot again, "Get lost!"
"Little Li, you've tested my patience over and over again. I've lived for twenty-five years, and I'm damn tired of it! I don't mind taking you with me, and dying together!" Li Xingle touched her angry little face, slowly tightening his grip, and pinched her jaw, "Did you hear me? Don't mess with me!"
"You really... are crazy." Li Buyan's heart trembled with anger, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
