The Importance Of A Beard

Not only Lin Sanjiu, even the drunkard Qin Jiuliu, who had been to six worlds himself had to confess that Irezumi's speed was indeed fearsome. That's if "fast" could still be used to define Irezumi.

Hence, the time before Irezumi returned to them was the prime time and the only chance they had to escape from Irezumi, yet Lin Sanjiu seemed to have wasted the opportunity.

"What the hell do you want coming here? Don't you think this building is a little bit too close to the convenience store?" Grabbing his collar, Lin Sanjiu had dragged Qing Jiuliu along the street into the building with deep blue paint, causing the latter to fume in anger, "... If my psychiatrist were still alive, I would surely introduce you to her. I want her to see what true self-destructive behavior looks like."

"I can't afford a psychiatrist, but thank you anyway," Lin Sanjiu was unfazed by his words and pressed him into a chair, "Sit here and don't move."