Kapitel 897: Chapter Eight Hundred and Twelve: Substantial Profits

Xiao Huzi listened with relish and couldn't help but ask a question.

However, Xiao Yan still hadn't finished speaking.

"Come on, tell me how Ye Xiaofei is going to die—it's better if it's uglier and more brutal."

Xiao Huzi blinked and rubbed his palms together, his expression extremely excited. He felt he was a peculiar person because he couldn't help wanting to hear more about someone's gruesome death.

Hehe, why does this feel like listening to a horror story?

"He,...he..."

Xiao Yan seemed to be frightened by his own description, starting to stutter.

"Damn it, could you just hurry up? I really don't want to be on shift with you anymore."

Xiao Huzi was getting truly annoyed. He had forgotten the scenes described earlier, and even with Xiao Yan's descriptions, he couldn't connect them to the previous ones. It was infuriating—why wouldn't he just continue?

"Yeah, why did you stop talking?"