Li Yan's expression was filled with anger and regret. He usually offered patient advice, constantly worrying about everything. But now, he could finally let go. Saying the words he had suppressed for so long felt truly exhilarating. To be able to indulge himself one last time before dying was fucking great!
Zhao Ji was in disbelief. He thought he was hallucinating. But seeing Li Yan's disdainful expression, Zhao Ji realized he was truly cursing him out.
Anger flared up in Zhao Ji's heart. "Li Yan, you... are you fucking tired of living? How dare you speak to me like that?"
"Who the fuck are you calling 'me'? I'm the one in charge here! I'm over a decade older than you, and I've always been fiercely loyal to you, waiting on you hand and foot. But you're just a fucking piece of trash! It's my True misfortune to be stuck with such a garbage Lord like you."
