As he spoke, Hu San felt that he was getting further and further away from the ground. The insecurity of not stepping on the ground almost made his heart jump out of his chest.
Bai Rong suddenly turned his head and saw Hu San slowly flying into the sky like a kite. Soon, he was almost above his head. The little guy was unhappy and pouted his pink lips. "Big Brother, he's a bad person. Why do you want to play this game with him?"
Beiting Huang was almost stunned for a moment before he understood that Bai Rong was just a child. He didn't know anything yet. His heart was as pure as a piece of white paper. Even though he had been bullied and treated unfairly, in his eyes, there was only good and bad. He hadn't learned how to play tricks.
"Yes, it's your Big Brother's fault. He's a bad person. Let's not play games with him anymore!" Beiting Huang stared at Hu San with a sharp gaze.