"Say, Mortal"

Witnessing Zhao Yang chibi doll's vicious tongue in action, both Lai Jiayi and Zhao Yang hissed. 

Damn. So savage! What the hell is wrong with this doll? Since when Zhao Yang had such a foul mouth?! 

Lai Jiayi had an awkward smile on her face, whereas Zhao Yang's face was already as dark as a wok's bottom. 

He wanted to retract his words so badly about how the doll would be perfect since it copied his personality. This lousy doll was nowhere near his perfect self! 

Zhao Yang had the urge to disassemble the doll and reassemble it, but he didn't have time to work on this project personally. Thus, the guy looked at Tianjin, the one making the doll. 

[Tianjin. Why is this doll's personality so fierce? It will destroy my image!] Zhao Yang held back his anger as he seized the doll with his eyes. 

He didn't think that the doll would have such a poisonous tongue, ah!