The crisp, resounding smack was like a blade, slicing through the surrounding whispers. Everyone's expression froze as they stared blankly at the scene.
The disciples from Absolute Peak standing behind Hua Du were also stunned. They knew Hua Du's temperament all too well. While countless people across the Seven Peaks detested him, they all suppressed their hatred and greeted him with smiles, all thanks to his father Hua Lie's reputation.
But today, Wen Qingye had actually slapped Hua Du.
Sunx Shijun was just one of the seven disciples under Danxuan Peak's Master Chuu Qi, and not even the most outstanding one.
Hua Du, however, was Hua Lie's only son—the apple of his eye.
Everyone stared, dumbfounded, at the calm and composed Wen Qingye. A strange light shone in his dark eyes, leaving them slightly mesmerized.
"You're courting death..."
