With those words, Camille moved her neck once more and continued to look askance at several of them with a frown.
"You beat me up like that, you wait until you pay for it." The yellow-haired teenager panted and pointed at Camille's favored face, while his other hand continued to cover his key parts, stammering as he
gasped in pain.
"Know what self-defence is? And you want money?" Xavier snorted coldly and began to move his fists.
Several people, led by the yellow-haired teenager, were scared out of their wits at the sight of this scene, a strong look of timidity flashed in each of their eyes and their bodies began to tremble unconsciously.
"What do you want?" The yellow haired teenager's hand trembled to the extreme as he pointed at her.
"Of course, I'll beat you up again." Camille spoke lightly, smiling like a flower as she spoke.
She was smiling, but her eyes were very grim.