Little Jun was taken to a shabby and seemingly unused apartment. The floor was dirty with dust lying around the corners and small spiderwebs shone on rusty walls under the faint light. He coughed as he felt uncomfortable breathing in the dust.
"Sit there."
Jun glanced at his small phone in Ouyang Haitao's hands which was now broken. There drowned the hope of tracking his location.
"And you say you just wanted to talk. You don't break someone's phone for a conversation."
"Shut up!!!" He lashed out.
Jun slightly widened his eyes by his outburst. Before Jinhai, he had behaved so meekly.
Well that is to be given, he thought.
Ouyang Haitao took a good look at Jun from head to toe. "You…you are so arrogant for a damn kid!"
"Huh?" Jun was dumbfounded.
Arrogant?
