"What do you mean?"
This voice was not loud, but Zhao Dong could hear a chilling cold from it.
However, Qin Guang simply couldn't be bothered to answer, just waving his hand lightly to signal Wang Zidao not to worry and go ahead.
Wang Zidao immediately nodded, rushed forward first, snatched the camera from Zhao Dong's hands, and smashed it hard on the ground, shattering the expensive device.
"You, how dare you!"
Zhao Dong, his face full of horror, yelled, "Even if you've smashed my camera, I still have backups in the cloud."
"Heh, you idiot still haven't understood Mr. Qin's words, huh? You need to be able to send them out for those backups to matter!"
Wang Zidao said with a cold laugh.
He then stomped ferociously on the already shattered camera.
