"This dagger was given to me by Qing'Er, she said she found it somewhere."
Wang Xiaobing sighed and recounted the dagger's origin.
"Really?"
Wang Hao looked at him suspiciously.
Wang Xiaobing: "We live by loyalty and rely on honesty, I wouldn't lie to you."
Wang Hao: "Then where did that scroll come from?"
Wang Xiaobing: "Found it!"
Wang Hao: "Damn! Did she eat dog shit? Finds everything? How come I never find anything?"
"Well, you have to ask yourself! Why are you so unlucky?"
Wang Xiaobing retorted without hesitation.
"Damn it!"
Wang Hao angrily slapped his head:
"Speak properly, or I'll cut off your little bird."
"What the hell! You...!"
"Hmm?"
"You're ruthless! I surrender, satisfied?"
Wang Xiaobing was forced to give in to Wang Hao's intimidation.
After all, no one wants to be without their little bird!
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On the other hand
