"I'm hitting you."
The voice that appeared out of nowhere sounded nonchalant, yet it was full of authority.
The man approaching leisurely wore a black shirt with the collar slightly open, revealing bronzed skin.
A mysterious and fearsome smile appeared on his chiseled and handsome face.
The moment he appeared, the surroundings erupted.
Shen Cheng looked up ————
Shi Yu's lips curved slightly, half-smiling, his proud and wanton demeanor akin to a ruler controlling the world.
"Still hitting me, huh? Try moving a finger on me if you dare!" Xia An'an covered her burning face, looking as if she didn't care.
Shi Yu's gaze suddenly turned icy cold...
Xia An'an's words seemed to have touched his bottom line.
In his deep eyes, a chilling light shot forth, a bone-chilling coldness that could freeze everything around.
This dangerous aura made the crowd quiet down instantly, falling into a dead silence —
"Given that you're ugly, I'm giving you a chance to repent. Slap yourself."