Music System in a Cultivation World: What the F*ck

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i gnashed my teeth, the strain making actual creaking noises. "what are you talking about, hairy!?!"

hairy looked back at me and slowly shook his head. he was infuriatingly calm and spoke the way an adult does to a kid who was on full-tantrum mode. "i'm going to accept that insult since you're going through a hard time right now."

the f*ck!?

the f*ck you talking abouuuuuuuttt!?!? @@