C182 Little Bastard Is up to No Good

Mr. Jing didn't like him. Feng Lee had always known this fact.

Not only did the other party not like him, but they also hated him. Otherwise, they would not torture him every day. Out of the dozen or so youths, they had chosen him to do all kinds of cruel things.

His dignity was trampled and humiliated time and time again. His knees bent and knelt on the ground for that person countless times