[Introduction] Li Muzi invited Fu Ziye to a haunted house and wore new clothes.
"Does it look good?" Li Muzi still asked expectantly. "It's so unlike your style." Fu Ziye said without any hesitation, "This dress on you looks like a buyer's show for the seller's cashback and asking you to delete the pictures." Li Muzi said angrily, "You still have the nerve to criticize me. Your usual dressing style is so ugly that you have no friends. As a saying goes, "You are ugly, talkative, and short of money." "The second part of the sentence suits you very well. You are bleak and don't have round buttocks, but you still love money." Li Muzi said in anger, gritting his teeth, "Yes, you are going to go to hell today." Two sand sculptures fell in love, it was like a fight between gods.