Face slap 1

"What?! She's here?!"

"Who might it be?"

There was a commotion in the crowd as they looked around in search of the disciple.

Master Qiao arrogantly glanced over the crowd.

"Xiao Han, come here." Master Qiao said touching his long beard.

The crowd went silent waiting for the person to make an appearance.

Li Shen also anticipated for that person's appearance. The seat next to him emptied as the person slowly stoop up and walked towards the stage. Li Shen's eyes widened and jaw dropped as if looking at a ghost.

"What the freaking fucking butterscotch?!...Sis...Yu Han is the disciple of Master Qiao?!....Please pinch me, I must be dreaming!" Li Shen exclaimed. He doubted, in desperate need to see Yu Yuri's end he was probably seeing things.

"Ah!" Li Shen shrieked feeling a sting in his left arm.

"You asked me to pinch." Yu Han shrugged her shoulder.

Li Shen sulked crying internally.

'Mommy, I'm being bullied.'