Evander Lancaster pulled his arm back again, biting his teeth with a smile, "Little girl, getting bold, huh? Keep talking nonsense and your second brother will hit you!"
Willow Lancaster suddenly turned to Evander Lancaster with a little face up, closed her eyes and said, "Go ahead, hit me, let's see if you can bear to!"
Evander Lancaster subtly raised an eyebrow, lifted his hand, and slapped down.
With a loud "slap," the smack landed on Willow Lancaster's mouth. It wasn't particularly heavy, but it wasn't light either. Although it wasn't a direct slap to the face, it was still embarrassing with so many people watching.
With that crisp sound, all eyes turned over, including the elders at another dining table, all with expressions of surprise and confusion, not knowing what had happened.
The siblings sitting at the same table with Evander Lancaster were the same; each stopped eating, surprised to look at the two of them.
