“I knew it,” Liu Ruyan said, shaking her head.0

The moment Yuanshan started laughing, Liu Ruyan had shaken her head. She knew Long Chen’s face-slap was on the way.4

Oftentimes, Long Chen wasn’t even intentionally slapping people—it was just a reflex he had cultivated. Once the conditions were met, it didn’t matter who the target was, what their status was, or what the consequences might be… his hand moved on its own.11

And so, when Yuanshan started laughing like the victor, as if he were already toying with his prey, that arrogant cackle practically demanded a slap. It was inevitable.1

But Yuanshan wasn’t just slapped—he...0