"What do you think you are, Song Ming, daring to bark like a mad dog in front of my young lady?"
"Still doing whatever you please?"
"Excuse me!"
"In this River City!"
"My young lady!! She can do whatever she pleases!"
"Playing hero and saving the damsel? Song Ming, you're just an ex-con, a former gang boss. What are you pretending to be?"
"Once in the underworld, you're in it for life!"
"This slap is to wake you up!"
Qin Luo's mocking words echoed throughout the scene.
The entire crowd fell silent.
Everyone looked at the scene before them with incredulous expressions.
Huh?!
What's happening?
Their boss... got slapped?!
!!!
On Song Ming's side.
He tilted his head, holding his face, his cheek burning with pain.
His expression was distorted, his gaze blank
The sound of Qin Luo's mockery and the sharp intakes of breath from those around him kept ringing in his ears.
But...
More than the taunts piercing his heart,
The burning pain on his cheek and the sense of humiliation cut even deeper into his soul.
His pupils trembled.
Wait a minute...
What... is happening now?
I... got slapped?!
In that instant.
A surge of emotions - anger, madness, shock, shame, disbelief - all rushed to his head.
"Arghhhhhh——!!!"
Song Ming raised his head, glaring at Qin Luo with bloodshot eyes, roaring: "Kid!! You're asking for death!!"
"Do you know who I am?!! I am the Rakshasa King!!"
Fury! Shock!!
Song Ming was about to lose his mind, he was about to explode with rage!
Who was he?
He was the founder of the Rakshasa Palace!! The Rakshasa King who nearly unified all underworld forces in the Eastern Kingdom six years ago!
But now?
He actually... got slapped in the face?!
Unacceptable! Absolutely unacceptable! This cannot be tolerated!!
"Kid!! Go die!!"
Song Ming, eyes bloodshot, suddenly swung his fist at Qin Luo.
However.
"Noisy."
Slap!
Qin Luo suddenly stepped forward and delivered another slap!!
Song Ming was frozen in place.
His expression was shocked, his pupils trembling.
I... got slapped again?
I can't move?! Why can't I move?!
What's going on?!
Just as he was thinking this.
Everyone heard Qin Luo's cold laugh.
"Heh, this slap!! Is for your disrespect towards my young lady."
After saying this.
Slap!
"Ugh——!"
Another backhand slap!
"This slap! Is for your outrageous audacity!! Not knowing life from death!!!"
Slap!
Another one!
"This slap! Is for your pig-headed stupidity!! Not knowing what's good for you!!"
Slap!!
Yet another!
"This slap!! Is for your arrogance!! Bringing destruction upon yourself!!"
Slap slap slap slap slap!!!
"These slaps!! Are for your hideous ugliness!! It's really... offensive to the eyes!!"
Slap!
Thud!!
"Puchi!!"
With the final slaps landing!
Song Ming was slapped to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth, his eyes unfocused, nearly unconscious.
His pupils were shaking, his face distorted, his whole body convulsing!!
Even one side of his face was beginning to rot.
Qin Luo's palm!! Was poisonous!!
He!! Was shocked!!
Why!!
Why!!
Why!!
Why can't I move?!! Why can't I use any of my martial arts?!
What is going on?!
Song Ming's expression was unbelievable.
This was something he had never encountered before!
Seeing their boss being beaten, his subordinates rushed forward with tears in their eyes.
"Boss!"
"Quick! Avenge the boss!!"
"Attack!!"
Seeing this, Qin Luo smiled disdainfully and waved his hand: "Acting like I don't have my own people!"
"Shen Fei! Jiang Zixuan! Get them!"
"Yes! Brother Luo!"
"Everyone follow Brother Luo's orders! Suppress all these lowly servants from the Rakshasa Palace!"
"Yes!"
With that.
The two groups clashed.
And since Jiang Zixuan's cultivation had reached mid-stage of the Great Achievement realm, in just a moment.
He alone.
Had forcefully suppressed all the worthless Rakshasa Palace members!
Thud thud!!
One by one, the Rakshasa Palace members fell to their knees.
Their faces were swollen, expressions painful.
One of them rolled to Song Ming's face.
He wailed.
"Ugh——!"
"Boss... we... lost..."
Then.
Slap!
Qin Luo stepped on the speaker's head, slowly applying pressure, causing him to emit agonizing screams.
Then.
As Song Ming's expression suddenly changed, he sneered: "Rakshasa King, this is what happens when you mess with my young lady."
"Understand?"
"Also... you like playing hero, don't you?"
Saying this.
Qin Luo moved his foot away, slowly walking towards Su Bailian, who was lying pale-faced on the ground behind Song Ming.
He flexed his joints, expression pleased: "Well... I'll let you watch what happens to the person you're trying to protect!"
Hearing this.
Su Bailian was dumbfounded.
She looked in shock at the fallen Rakshasa Palace members scattered around.
Hey bros!
Are you all this useless?
Getting beaten down by Qin Luo just like that?
And!
Qin Luo, are you ever going to stop! You're going to slap me too?!
No way! Although I want to break character, but... if I do at this crucial moment, I'll definitely be finished when I get back!
Meanwhile, Song Ming came to his senses and saw Qin Luo about to lay hands on Su Bailian.
His gaze suddenly changed.
His expression instantly turned furious: "No! Don't touch her!!"
Song Ming! Move quickly!
Song Ming's gaze turned crimson, he reached out and grabbed Qin Luo's pants leg tightly.
He looked up, staring intently at Qin Luo: "Bastard! Don't touch her!"
Hearing this.
Qin Luo stopped in his tracks, then looked down, his lips curling into a cruel smile: "Seeking death!"
With that.
Bang!!
He kicked out!
"Ugh——!"
Song Ming's mind instantly went blank!
But!
Fortunately!
This kick didn't hurt as much as the slaps!
"Let go!"
"I... won't let go!"
Bang!
"Ugh——!"
Another kick!
Although Song Ming's face was rotting and his expression was pained, he still wouldn't let go of Qin Luo's pants leg.
All the Rakshasa Palace members cried out: "Boss! Boss, please let go!"
"It's her birth status! Su Muwan's birth status!! Actually making our boss suffer such humiliation!"
"Boss! Pugh!!"
Hey!
What's wrong with me?!
Su Muwan threw an ice-energy blast at the face of the person who insulted her birth status.
Then she looked at Qin Luo, who was acting like a major villain, with an exasperated expression.
Qin Luo, you're playing the bad guy too well!
At this moment.
Su Bailian cried out tearfully: "Don't... don't hit big brother anymore!"
"This is all Lian Lian's fault! If you want to hit someone, hit Lian Lian instead!"
Su Bailian clutched her chest, her face pale, her eyes red but defiant as she looked up at Qin Luo.
She slowly struggled to her feet from the ground, her expression tragic: "All of this trouble was caused by Lian Lian."
"Let Lian Lian alone bear Young Lady Su's anger."
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Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
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