The pretty boy handed over the drink, only to find that he hadn't even opened his eyes.
"Hey," he shouted, "I saw you move, you're awake, right?"
Yaen Chi opened his eyes, red veins spreading through the whites, glaring fiercely, "Grandpa's not awake."
That was fucking terrifying!
The pretty boy almost pulled his hand back!
"Stop lying, you call this not awake, catch!"
He tossed the drink inside.
Yaen Chi took two sips, it was cold, and in this evening weather, one sip was enough to chill your feet.
"Hey, they took a look at your car, it can be fixed, but not here. They're missing plenty of replacement parts. Inside's broken. Might as well scrap it, out with the old, in with the new. Maybe the new one's even better."
Yaen Chi snorted, "Trying to jack up the price again?"
"You haven't even given me what you promised before!"
Yaen Chi: "Account number."
The pretty boy swiftly rattled off a string of numbers.
