When he tried to lift it, he found that beyond the pain, there was no other sensation.
His hand!
The hand he used for reading and writing, the hand that would one day take control of everything, how could this be, how was this possible!
He looked at Bai Zhi with rage blazing in his eyes, along with an unending torrent of hatred that would never cease...
"Oh dear, I'm sorry, it just broke accidentally."
Bai Zhi blinked her eyes as if she were truly perplexed. She placed her finger on the corner of her mouth, pouting in dissatisfaction as she spoke.
"I really wasn't using much strength. How did your hand break so easily, like a pair of chopsticks? Here, let me take a look!"
Bai Zhi swiftly picked up Bai Yu's hand?
"Ah, let me go, let me go!"
This Bai Zhi was just insane; why did she have such strength...
The next moment, he had no energy left to think.
Because no matter what he did, he could not regain control over his fingers; his hand just dangled there, powerless.
