Before Sha Tonghai could react, he was sent flying by Long Chen’s slap. Together with his chair, he tumbled into the distance.

Everyone was stunned. This development had come too suddenly. No one had expected Long Chen to take the initiative to strike and to use such a humiliating attack.

“Your answer was wrong. This is called a large slap in the face,” said Long Chen.

The Elders that had come with Long Chen were all dumbfounded. They were definitely screwed. Long Chen had provoked a disaster.

“Long Chen, go to hell!” Sha Tonghai crawled up from the ground. A large handprint was deeply imprinted in his face, and the stinging pain made him roar furiously as he charged at Long Chen.

“Idiot, do you want to try laying a finger on me?” Long Chen didn’t dodge, nor did he raise any defenses.

Sha Tonghai might be furious, but Long Chen’s words made him stop right in front of him, not daring to strike.

He didn’t touch Long Chen. But Long Chen didn’t stand on courtesy, and another large hand ruthlessly slapped across the other side of Sha Tonghai’s face.

A clear sound rang out,...