"I..."
Under the scrutinizing gaze of everyone, Xiahou Zhenkong recalled the bet he made yesterday with Ye Xuan and Xiahou Zhenshan. Instantly, he felt utterly humiliated, his face turning a dark purple.
Three slaps, two words!
What kind of humiliation was this?
Xiahou Zhenkong regretted it deeply. If he had known, he should have refused Ye Xuan's request to let all the Xiahou Family's disciples come and watch. With fewer people, he might have been able to weasel out of it...
But the problem was... he agreed!
Not only did he agree, at one point, he even thought Ye Xuan was digging his own grave!
It was only at this moment he realized, from the very beginning, Ye Xuan was setting a trap for him, and he, thinking himself clever, kept stepping right into Ye Xuan's carefully laid pitfall!
This one, deserves execution!
Alas.
