Xu Baohan stopped and spoke calmly, "You must stand firm then. Please promise me you won't get emotional. It's very easy to slip and fall there. It rained yesterday and there's moss growing on it. If you slip, the firemen may not be able to support your body weight in time and your bones may all just shatter into pieces. This position in particular will likely result in your brain hitting the ground and your brain matter oozing out of your head like soft tofu pudding. You've had tofu pudding before right?"
Zhao Gui's face turned pale instantly, "Shut up."
He tightened his grip on the railing subconsciously as he spoke. F"ck, he didn't want to die, he thought.
"I can't shut up. I'm really concerned about the situation you're currently in," Xu Bao Han said coldly, his tone matching the disdainful look on his handsome face.
Zhao Gui was speechless.
