Liu Chan's face was extremely haggard, sallow, and using the phrase 'yellow-faced and emaciated' to describe him couldn't be more apt.
This old thing, his lifestyle was unruly, and he was worn out by women.
"You're talking nonsense!" Liu Mang shouted at Lin Tian.
"Hey, I didn't talk nonsense; it's you. The smell from your mouth is worse than nonsense." Lin Tian held his nose, showing a face of disdain.
"..."
Liu Chan really wanted to strangle Lin Tian right now; he could hardly wait. He wished Lin Tian would go to the Jin Guard's ward right now, and after Jin Guard's death, he would immediately take this brat to accompany him in burial!
Liu Chan knew his own situation best; what bad breath? It was entirely fabricated!
This brat's slander was utterly disgusting! Even if it wasn't smelly, it became smelly! The frowned expressions of the people around him looked as though they were carved out of the same mold!
Suddenly, Lin Tian stopped. He stood right behind Liu Mang.
