"It's nothing, Leng Yebai asked me to cut his flesh, I didn't do it, so he's unhappy. Maybe he has self-harming or violent tendencies!"
Zhang Yiming calmly withdrew the knife that was almost touching Leng Yebai's neck and put it back in his pocket.
A trace of regret flashed in his eyes.
What a pity, such a pity.
As soon as Leng Yebai opened his eyes, he saw Zhang Yiming with a "green tea" face and the regret in his eyes.
He turned around and saw Xiao Niu's shocked expression.
Leng Yebai: …
He felt like a lunatic now. What should he say to ease the current atmosphere?
"I'm leaving now."
Zhang Yiming gave Bai Xiqin a significant look, pointed at Leng Yebai, then pointed at his own head, and shrugged speechlessly.
The general meaning was to be careful with this guy; this guy is not mentally normal.
Has violent tendencies!
Zhang Yiming, ignoring Leng Yebai's shocked expression, turned around and left.
