Fruit knife?
Zhao Tienan raised an eyebrow, a disdainful smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
He had seen plenty of street thugs, experienced all kinds of ferocious ones.
But even so, Zhao Tienan never backed down, let alone when it was just a fruit knife that looked barely more menacing than a toy.
"Kid, is there something wrong with your brain?"
"Out here, it's best to keep a low profile, otherwise you might get hurt and end up without dignity. You wouldn't want to look too pathetic in front of your woman, would you?"
Zhao Tienan remained seated calmly, his words full of contempt and mockery.
"Stupid dog, shut the hell up."
"You either get lost now, or I'll kill you!"
The young man grinned viciously, clearly desperate and eager to kick Zhao Tienan out of the room to have a love showdown.
"Hard to persuade a damn ghost with good advice!"
"If you insist, then come and try it!"
