After the evil old man took off his shoes completely, Billin and others covered their mouth and nose with the tablecloth. Billin was choked with tears. It was the stinky hot eyes. You can imagine how serious the stink was. It tastes several times worse than the odor in the dunghill.

The poisonous widow also glanced at the socks on the evil old man's feet. The good fellow could hardly bear to look straight at them. The socks exposed at the Flower Night Club were still on her feet. The poisonous widow clearly remembered that he had left wearing socks at that time. It was unexpected that the legendary antique...