Slap!
The sound of this slap was crisp and loud, featuring a post-social modernist characteristic, ringing in the ears of everyone present, anyone without ear problems could hear it.
Of course, this included Song Lejun himself.
Ultimately, Fang Yi did strike Song Lejun with malice.
"Did I... Did I see it wrong? Did this guy really... hit him?" Fang Muye was full of shock. He really couldn't believe that Fang Yi had actually acted against Song Lejun; didn't he have any apprehensions?
"He finally acted." Unlike Fang Muye, Fang Yingying whispered, "He hesitated for so long before acting, really wasting time, yet the slap sounded quite delightful."
Fang Muye didn't respond because he was afraid Song Lejun would hear.
Actually, the hall was extremely silent at this moment. Even if Fang Yingying suppressed her voice further, others could still hear her, but no one bothered to pay attention.
