With everyone's eyes now on him, Li Yucheng felt as if all their gazes were fixed on the palm print on his face.
In that moment, he was overcome with shame and anger.
It was as if everyone was reminding him of one fact: he had been slapped by a female.
Master Li, the head of the top-tier Li Family, had been slapped in the face by a female.
Li Yucheng felt a fiery sting flare up again where he had been hit.
He gritted his teeth and looked at Yu Lan, who was standing at the door with her head bowed and eyes downcast, avoiding his gaze.
Because of her posture, he could see two distinct canine teeth marks on the long, fair, and elegant expanse of the beautiful little female's exposed neck.
They were, without a doubt, the ones he had just left there.
Strangely enough, seeing this just made his teeth itch again.
'I want to bite her again.'
'Such a beautiful neck should be bitten over and over.'
A strange, ravaging desire surged up from the bottom of his heart.
