The moment he relaxed his body, Mr. Orange was internally a hundred thousand times tense. As his fart slipped out, he exploded into his fastest speed since birth, trying to slip away while Liang Yi was still stunned.
But before he could even use his Escape Skill, a skinny yet strong palm appeared directly on Mr. Orange's neck.
Liang Yi was radiating an ominous black aura that was nearly visible to the naked eye, and the forced smile on his face made Mr. Orange tremble all over.
"Meow, meow, Liang, dear sir, there's always room for discussion..."
"Die for me!"
Liang Yi, with a dark face, couldn't be bothered to hear Mr. Orange's explanation. Unable to contain his anger, he crazily shook Mr. Orange by his delicate neck, almost rolling his eyes back in his head.
Everyone was holding their breath, expecting to see a good show, but all they got was a fart! And right on top of his head!
