Seeing the phone floating in mid-air, the three girls and the family were all completely dumbfounded.
"Rude words, disrespecting the old and bullying the young," Gu Zhao said lightly. "While not a crime punishable by death, a small punishment is needed to teach a big lesson."
Hearing Gu Zhao speak, everyone present turned to look at the people in the pavilion, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief. The three girls' eyes, however, were filled with terror.
Gu Zhao waved his hand gently. The phone that had just been hovering over the three girls' heads shot off with a WHOOSH, leaving three afterimages as it flew toward the sea.
Among the large family, a few of the middle-aged adults stood with their mouths agape, feeling as if their entire worldview had been shattered. The old woman next to them dropped to her knees on the spot. "An Immortal!"
