"Damn, are you kidding me? What mental illness? I don't have it, I'm not that person!" Ye Huan almost spat out the national banquet-level jianbing he had in his mouth.
The Special Service officer nodded solemnly, "It's likely, mentally ill people usually claim they're not sick!"
"I think you've had too much British tofu, all you can do is talk nonsense!"
"Is turning me into a lunatic something a Special Service officer should do?"
"I advise you not to push me, if you push me any further, I'll turn hostile."
Ye Huan shouted angrily, his tone unfriendly, full of warning.
He didn't want to make too big of a fuss and get noticed by Ye Qiqing.
"You..."
The Special Service officer was a bit annoyed, but Ye Huan did have a point.
Even though a lunatic might disrupt the party and harm Ye Qiqing, removing him from the venue still required scientific evidence. You can't just label someone a lunatic without proof.
Let's verify it!
