Bojing pursed his lips. "Who will dare to kill you?"
A vein popped on Mingshen's temple. "You, idiot…!"
Bojing looked up and saw his faster growing pale condition as he squeezed him. He widened his eyes and immediately let go of him. "S-sorry Boss. I got too emotional…" he cried. "I-I d-didn't mean to hurt you!"
Mingshen breathed hard and took a few minutes to stabilize himself. His organs felt as if they could finally breathe.
"Stupid assistant…" he gritted his teeth.
Bojing burst into tears. "I didn't mean to…I am so h-horrible. How could I do that? Pl-please kill me Boss!"
He breathlessly sneered. "Yeah, why not? My hands are itching to run my scalpel all over you."
Bojing thought how painful it would be and paled.
Mingshen grabbed his jaw and demanded. "What was all that emotional speech!? Have you hit your head somewhere?"
He trembled and lowered his head. "I am f-fine. I just wanted to th-thank you for everything-"
