"I was originally a self-improving antique dealer. Since I met the fox demon, I have lived a life of chaos."
"Fang Ting, what you are doing is wrong. You are dishonest. Does reselling fake antiques count as self-improvement? Does imitation count as an antique dealer? Also, I am a nine-tailed fox demon. Please remember clearly and don't open your mouth and shut up about the fox demon. When you hear it, I always want to kick you in the face. There are also chickens and dogs. Where did the chickens and dogs in our family come from?"
"Good job. I, Fang Ting, was originally a black-hearted antique dealer. Ever since I met the fox demon... Kyuubi! Kyuubi!, I have lived a restless life!"
"Fang Ting, get out of here! Roll non-stop! Roll around smoothly!" Hong Chen gritted his teeth angrily, covered his mouth, twisted his hips and walked away.
Fang Ting: My name is Fang bold!
Hongchen: Obviously Fang should be called Xiaoqi!
Fang Ting: I'm a fool!
Hongchen giggled, covered his mouth happily and walked away with his hips twisted.