Mu Xiaoyao's question was left unanswered by Baili Xia.
Suddenly, click, the faint sound echoed with the breeze.
Very light, clearly at a distance.
Yet, this tiny sound, quieter than the rustling of leaves, instantly put Mu Xiaoyao on high alert.
"Wait here for me," he said and then abruptly turned around.
With a stride from his long legs, he quickly paced towards the direction of the sound.
The person hiding in the dark was taken aback by his lightning speed, too scared to move an inch.
Not until he came up close, not until Mu Xiaoyao snatched the camera from him and violently tossed it aside.
Without even a glance, the camera accurately hit a tree trunk not too far away, instantly shattered to pieces!
The boy was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he gasped.
"My camera! My camera! Oh God! It's very expensive!"
Mu Xiaoyao clutched his collar, about to question him.
However, two silhouettes darted away in the distance.