"Ant?"
Upon hearing this, Sasai Yihhe was taken aback.
The younger group laughed unscrupulously, as if they were looking at a fool, staring at Ye Xuan.
"Look at this guy, he's quite good at pretending. Later, when Sasai comes and hits him on the head with a stick, he'll know who the ant is, right?"
The youth with yellow hair standing behind Sasai Yihhe scoffed at Ye Xuan.
"Kid, you've completely pissed me off. I'm deciding to break your legs first, then your hands, so you thoroughly understand who the real ant is."
Sasai Yihhe's face darkened with ferocity as he rebuked.
"Noisy!"
Ye Xuan was expressionless, his face suddenly turning cold.
Then, he raised his hand and without warning, slapped Sasai Yihhe hard across the face.
Before Sasai Yihhe could react, Ye Xuan flipped his hand sharply and delivered another hard slap on Sasai Yihhe's face.
"Smack! Smack!"
The sound of the slaps rang out, clear as day.
