But as Wong Liqing charged forward like a pouncing tiger, a cold glint flashed in Xu Ke's eyes. "Attacking a superior warrants punishment."
The words had barely faded when Xu Ke's figure shot forward. Though he moved after Wong Liqing, his strike landed first, a ferocious slap directly across Wong Liqing's face. As they passed each other, the cold smile on Wang Yu's face instantly froze.
Impossible!
BANG!
The explosive crack of the slap echoed throughout the living room.
SPURT…
A large mouthful of crimson blood sprayed out as Wong Liqing was sent flying. He stumbled backward, spitting blood, before crashing to the floor like a broken sack.
Silence. A deathly silence.
Wang Yu stared in disbelief at Wong Liqing, who was crumpled on the ground.
Why? Wasn't Xu Ke severely injured? Even if he was, didn't he kill Ye Fan and Uncle Qiu this morning? Did that not take any effort at all? How could he have seriously injured Wong Liqing with a single slap?!
