While I was busy covering my books.
- Uncle: Hey, what would you do if I suddenly burn your books?
- Me: *staring daggers while raising the cutter slowly* What did you just say?
- Uncle: Me? Nothing, nothing! Wanna have some snacks? No? Okay, I'm out!
- HAHAHAHA. You don't want to mess with my books. Relative or good friend, I don't care. I will hunt you down even after death. Seriously though, I won't forgive anyone, even with the best excuse they can give. Harm my books, and you're good as dead.