"Patron, you described everything in such vivid detail. Did you see everything?"
The man said with a smile, "I used to be a storyteller, but I later lost my audience. I opened a tiny store here. I don't have much business a day, so I sit by the door to watch the world bustle… Master, where do you cultivate? How should I address you?"
Just as Fangzheng was about to answer, he heard Yang Zhigang angrily say, "When did I hit your dog?"
The woman was instantly infuriated. "You still refuse to admit it? I saw your stone hitting my dog! You still refuse to admit it? Let me tell you, if my dog is so scared that it doesn't eat, I'll f**king kill you!"
Yang Zhigang immediately took out his phone and started recording. "Who do you want to kill?"
