The Taoist devotee placed his long streamer down and looked at the bewitching man. "Stupid gay guy, this poor Taoist has read your fortune--you will encounter a blood-filled disaster in the next few days."
The bewitching man sneered. "You really think you're a devotee, huh, stupid medium!"
When the devotee heard that, his charming face changed and a dark, evil smile surfaced. "You're… courting death?"
"Oh… try me!" The man shot a flirtatious glance over; the luster in his eyes was as sharp as the tip of a knife, morphing him into a completely different person from before.
"Huahua, he destroyed an entire nation already. I think you'd better not try him," the foreigner reminded him with good intentions.
"Ha? Just him…" the bewitching man who went by the name Huahua hugged his belly and roared out in laughter. He was about to say something when Nameless Nie rapped on the table with his fingers.
"Shut up, everyone," Nameless Nie said, annoyed.
