The man took off his mask, speaking with displeasure.
Lu Yiyu sat up, pulled on his pants, covering the tattoo on his back. Biting on a cigarette, he looked thoughtfully at the young boy before him.
His eyes and eyebrows were tremendously wicked.
Shi Tingbai didn't hide his disdain for Lu Yiyu and turned to the shopkeeper, saying, "I want to consult on a psychological issue."
"Sure, consultation fee for an hour is twenty thousand."
"Are you freaking ripping me off?"
"You're so young, and have such a short temper. Is the consultation by any chance related to love issues?"
The shopkeeper saw through it all in an instant.
Lu Yiyu raised an eyebrow.
Shi Tingbai was irritated. "Twenty grand it is, hurry up!"
The keeper nodded with a greedy smile on his face. "Alright, let me pack up. You can wait in the other room."
Saying that, he started packing up his tattoo tools, humming a tune.
And ran off to prepare.
In the room, the eyes of the two men met.
