This slap was truly like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace to be found.
When the slapped person came to his senses, he couldn't help but suspiciously look around.
Su Mo and the others hadn't moved at all.
What exactly happened to him just now?
Did he truly get hit?
The confusion lasted only for a moment, once his face swelled up high and the fiery pain became piercing, he finally understood.
No doubt, he really was hit!
"Who was it?"
In an instant, he was overwhelmed with anger, his eyes scanned in all directions, wanting to find the person who hit him.
He didn't even conceive...
Others struck silently, while he suffered this slap inexplicably.
Unable to see even a glimpse.
Even if he finds the person, what then?
He was in a fit of rage, just wanting to regain his honor.
While shouting, he grimaced, feeling the pain intensify.
Su Mo shook his head directly.
The Lingxiao Four Masters... they sound impressive, yet evidently just four useless fools.
