"So what if I said it? What are you gonna do, motherfucker, hit me?" Cang Yunhao swallowed hard, then sneered with contempt. "Let me tell you, in my, Cang Yunhao's, eyes, you're just a piece of shit. If I give you face, you can stay in East Sea. If I don't, you'd have to get the hell out of East Sea right now!"
"Oh, really?" Zhao Dong's laugh rang out.
"Yes, wha—"
Before he could finish his word, SMACK! A crisp slap echoed through the room.
Cang Yunhao's body spun like a top, turning a full three hundred and sixty degrees before coming to a stop.
Zhao Dong dusted his hands off, saying coolly, "I've seen shameless people before, but I've never seen anyone as shameless as you!"
"Zhao Dong, you… you dare hit me?" Cang Yunhao clutched his face, his eyes instantly turning bloodshot.
SMACK!
Zhao Dong swung another slap, sending Cang Yunhao flying once more.
Then, a rapid series of slaps resounded. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Soon, Cang Yunhao's face was swollen like a pig's head.
