Facing the arrogant Xingtong, Li Chen smiled without saying a word.
Seeing that Li Chen did not respond, Xingtong mistakenly thought that his momentum had intimidated the other party.
"Li Chen, a wise man submits to circumstances. You better not..."
"Slap!"
However, before he could finish his sentence, Li Chen backhandedly slapped him hard.
"Noisy, dare to shout again, and believe it or not, I will cut off your tongue?"
Xingtong was slapped so hard that he was dumbfounded and stood there in a daze.
He was an Inner Sect Disciple of the Medical Saint Sect, holding a high status. Even the mayor's son had to treat him politely when they met.
But he never imagined that Li Chen, a son from a poor family, would dare to slap him in public.
He was so shocked that he did not know what to do and subconsciously looked at his master, Zhang Tianxu, hoping that he would stand up for him.