A child's memory, sometimes, is very profound.
Zhang Minghui actually still remembers Gu Kai.
The anger in his eyes quickly dissipated, and his gaze at Gu Kai carried a hint of fear.
Gu Kai curled his lips in satisfaction, "Is fighting fun?"
"They started the fight with me first."
"Do you know how much your medical expenses are?"
Gu Kai looked down at him from above, a trace of unnaturalness flashed across Zhang Minghui's face. Though he was a child, he was evidently more mature than his peers.
He glanced at Jing Xiaocha beside him, seemingly displeased that she had informed Gu Kai.
"Having the guts to fight but not the ability to pay your own medical bills. If I were you, I would be embarrassed to call myself a man. You might as well be a woman."
Zhang Minghui's face instantly turned red with anger, and he blurted out, "Jing Xiaocha, I will repay the money for the medical expenses."
His aggressive demeanor clearly showed his anger.
