Mu Shuangshuang glared at Mu Dazhong and quickly approached him in a few steps.
Before Mu Dazhong could react, she raised her hand and swung a slap towards his face.
Mu Dazhong's first reaction was to close his eyes, but after a while, the expected pain didn't come.
Opening his eyes, he saw Mu Shuangshuang looking at him with disdain.
Only then did Mu Dazhong realize he had been tricked, and he said, "You... you... you have the audacity to fool me."
"Second Uncle really knows how to joke. Just now, you said I wanted to hit someone. I simply used action to prove to you that clenched fists don't necessarily mean wanting to hit.
Similarly, even if a hand swings a slap at you, it doesn't necessarily land on your face." Mu Shuangshuang said with a smile.
"That's nonsense!"
Mu Dazhong almost fainted from anger.
At this moment, the village head nodded in agreement.
