As soon as Camille finished speaking, Qu Jianlei slapped her backhandedly, incredibly fast.
With a crisp "slap" sound, her body tilted and hit the backrest of the booth directly.
"You!" Camille was completely stunned by the slap.
Qu Jianlei picked up a tissue from the table and leisurely wiped his hand that struck.
Then he tossed the tissue to the ground before looking at his opponent again, expressionlessly stating, "Do you think I'm afraid?"
Camille slowly sat up, covering her face, and stared at him spitefully, showing a hint of venom in her eyes.
"Keep looking at me like that, and I'll gouge out your eyes," Qu Jianlei still showed no expression. "Try me if you don't believe it."
Hearing this, Camille reluctantly lowered her eyelids.
"That's better," Qu Jianlei spoke slowly. "You need to understand, the world doesn't revolve around you cleaners."
"The reason I haven't bothered you is because seeking revenge on enemies... feels a bit pointless."
