However, just as Ye Feng loosened his grip on Huangfu Feiyun, Huangfu Feiyun's eyes were filled with intense anger.
His entire demeanor became frenzied. In Huangfu Feiyun's eyes, Ye Feng was a lowly, insignificant piece of trash, yet now, he had been humiliated by this very trash. How could Huangfu Feiyun tolerate this?
"Wretch!" Huangfu Feiyun bellowed in rage, immediately raising his right hand, swinging a slap towards Ye Feng.
But Ye Feng, glancing at Lin Shiyu's sorrowful and pitiable appearance, was momentarily distracted and didn't notice. At such close range, Ye Feng couldn't dodge, and he was struck directly on the face by Huangfu Feiyun's slap.
"Smack!" A crisp, loud sound of a slap echoed through the living room.
Instantly, a clear handprint appeared on Ye Feng's face.
In a flash, Ye Feng's fury ignited, the volcano in his heart exploding violently.
