Stable World, City of the Dead.
"Say! Can't you tell me first about this? This is too sudden!" Huo Ling told Yi Bing as they walked.
"A grim reaper must be flexible." Yi Bing said.
Huo Ling's feet stopped and his face darkened. "'flexible', my ass!" he said as he glared at Yi Bing. "Who in their right mind would ask if they know how to kill someone?!" he exclaimed.
"I am. I'm in my right mind." Yi Bing calmly answered.
Huo Ling's face turned darker.
Yi Bing saw that Huo Ling was about to explode and know that he has to stop teasing him. "I'm kidding." He spoke.
Huo Ling stared at Yi Bing's serious and cold face. "No shit." He sarcastically said. With that serious and cold face that looked like he's from a church or a graveyard to utter a joke… can it be considered a joke?
