Ling Zhenfei said, "That's the thing, once I become a ghost, I'll definitely come to seek revenge on you. So I need to ask for your home address, to avoid any trouble later."
Mink Coat Man's scalp tingled at Ling Zhenfei's words, and he angrily said, "Cut the crap, if you want my address, go ask King Yan when you're dead."
After saying that, he lifted the dagger in his hand and aimed it straight at Ling Zhenfei's chest, ready to strike.
"Hold on," Ling Zhenfei interjected again.
Mink Coat Man was furious, "What the fuck else do you want, just spit it out all at once."
"I just think that if you stab me with that dagger, I'm definitely going to spray blood all over you, which will be such a waste of your fine mink coat. Why don't you take it off beforehand?"
Upon hearing this, Mink Coat Man thought it made sense and quickly nodded, "You really think of everything." With that thought, Mink Coat Man started to take off the mink coat he was wearing.
