"Don't give me that fucking nonsense." Jia Molei's head hurt even more now. He had never been good at managing his own temper. And seeing this hypocrite bastard acting so high and mighty in front of him made him unable to resist tearing his beautiful cover apart to expose the rot and ugliness within. "You can fool everyone with it, but have you ever fooled me? All you want is to see me break down in despair, kneel down on your feet and beg you for mercy! All you want is to humiliate me and force me to admit that I am nothing without you! And you fucking dare to say that you want me?!"
Jia Molei's chest heaved fiercely due to the uncontrollable anger, but out of concern for his wounds, he did not raise his voice too high and only forced the words out through gritted teeth. Even then, anyone who heard it would be able to discern how furious he was.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!