"Thank me? You, you, you... How dare you ask me to thank you? Do you have any idea, this injury on my face... this nose, this swelling, it's all because of you..."
Li Minjin was already fuming, and when he heard Lin Feng's 'good deeds without leaving a name' rhetoric, he ripped off his hat and glasses in a rage, pointing at his nose that was forcibly realigned and accusing Lin Feng.
"Oh my! You scared me half to death, what on earth is that? Oh... I get it now, a ghost from Stick Country. Who would have thought the stars from Stick Country all looked like this? Really an acquired taste, quite unique. Speaking of which, that 'oppa' Li, right? What's up with your nose? Why is it wrapped up like that?"
The angrier Li Minjin got, the more nonchalantly Lin Feng teased him, even elevating it to a matter of Stick Country's entire aesthetic.
"Bastard! I'm talking about you... My face, it's turned into this mess because of you. You must... you must... apologize to me!"
