"Help you? Why should I help you?"
"Ha ha, that's your problem!"
"Are you threatening me?"
"I'd prefer if I wasn't!"
Feng Xiao sat in the car, one hand on the steering wheel and one holding the phone, speaking absentmindedly.
He wore a smirk that he couldn't hide. The car just so happened to arrive at a red light, and he gently stepped on the brake.
"You know how I work. I only care about the results, not the process, so... it's up to you. Time is running out! You know I'm not patient!"
"Alright, that's it. I have things to do. Unless it's something important, don't call me."
Tired of the other person's nagging, Feng Xiao coldly hung up the call and carelessly tossed the phone aside.
The light hadn't turned green yet, and he lightly tapped the steering wheel in boredom, looking aimlessly ahead.