The boy hurriedly shook his head, trying to get his feet back on the ground.
But Dongfang Ji was just too tall. With a casual yank, he lifted the boy off the ground.
"Don-Dongfang, can you put me down? I-I can't breathe," the boy pleaded immediately.
Dongfang Ji gave a cold grunt and casually tossed him aside.
Unsteady, the boy immediately fell.
Staring at his shattered camera, he carefully gathered the fragments. The sight looked rather desolate.
Baili Xia wasn't sure what had happened, but the boy didn't seem like a bad person.
So she couldn't help but say to Dongfang Ji: "If there's no problem, then let it be. Didn't you say you wanted to talk to me?
Dongfang Ji, bothered about his older brother's injury, finally ignored the boy.
With a flick of his foot, he kicked towards the boy's calf.
The boy immediately fell to the ground, howling in pain.
Baili Xia was taken aback and looked up at Dongfang Ji, disapproving of his violent actions.
