Li Zhe looked at Lin Hai, especially when he saw Ouyang Ruoshuang's delicate little hand holding Lin Hai's big palm, his face turned furious to the extreme.
Lin Hai also stared back at him, clearly sensing the deep hostility and uncontrollable rage in the other's eyes.
Li Zhe frowned and questioned, "Hey, who the hell are you?"
Lin Hai, laughing and chatting with Ouyang Ruoshuang, walked around Li Zhe and continued on his way.
Lin Hai treated him like a total idiot.
Seeing that he was ignored, Li Zhe's face turned cold, and he shouted, "You dare to ignore me? Do you have any idea who I am?"
"I don't care who you are, go play elsewhere."
Lin Hai shook off his hand and never once looked Li Zhe in the eye.
Ouyang Ruoshuang inwardly praised, "He really is the perfect shield, although a bit beastly, this way of drawing hatred is indeed clever, but maybe later he'll be crippled by Li Zhe's lackeys?"
