Blind Monk: "Did someone else take the wheel here? No, smelly sis, this doesn't work. The person you're seeing can't even curse properly, huh? Useless trash, I suggest you cheat and hook up with me for a quick bang, bro. I'm known as the 'internet mouthpiece,' I can not only help you curse at people but also teach you how to play with your stupid fox. Your stupid fox plays like its brain died three days ago, acting all stiff."
That single sentence broke Zhao Jun's defense completely.
Blind Monk indeed knew where to hit the hardest.
Being insulted in front of his own girlfriend, being told he wasn't good enough.
Which man could stand that?
Zhao Jun's face twisted with anger.
He was shaking as he typed.
"Fuck you, got the balls to send your phone number? I drive a Porsche, what do you drive?"
