Has Qin Luo Always Been Like This

As soon as these words were spoken.

Su Bailian's face turned pale, her delicate body trembling as she cried out shakily, "Su Muwan, you're being unreasonable!"

Why did it escalate to violence after just a few words?

Qin Luo: "?"

Why did it only prove that I'm obedient?

Yan Qiuyue: "??"

Su Muwan, are you in elementary school???

After a brief moment of bewilderment.

Qin Luo took a step forward.

He cracked his knuckles loudly, then looked at the pale-faced Su Bailian with an expression as if he were looking at an idiot: "Little White Lotus, tell me why you insist on provoking my young mistress?"

"It seems... you want a little slap?"

When Su Bailian heard this, she immediately recalled the scene of Qin Luo slapping her face before.

She was so frightened that she retreated two steps.

But then she thought, wait a minute!

This young lady now has a follower too!

So!

"Hah! Qin Luo! You think you're so tough?"

"What use is being tough!"

"Ling Ya! Teach this disrespectful fool a lesson!!"

As soon as she finished speaking,

Ling Ya, who had been silent until now, stepped forward, looking at Qin Luo with arrogant eyes, and said coldly, "Hold on."

"You can't touch my young mistress."

His expression was impassive as he looked down at Qin Luo, saying coldly, "I thought the troublesome follower my young mistress mentioned would be someone formidable."

At this point, his tone became extremely disdainful: "Turns out... he's only at the mid-stage of the Foundation Realm."

Hah, what a laughable child's play.

I thought the opponent would be someone worthy of my full strength, but it turns out to be just a minor character at the mid-stage of the Foundation Realm.

Never mind.

With such low cultivation, his driving skills couldn't possibly be a match for mine either.

After all...

Unlike these young masters and misses lounging in their comfort zones, his driving skills were honed through various life-and-death crises abroad.

Even without systematic training, dealing with these kids could be considered a dimensional reduction attack.

And as Ling Ya stepped forward.

Su Bailian's heart was also much more at ease.

She crossed her arms, looking at Qin Luo with a cold smile, and scolded triumphantly: "Qin Luo, aren't you supposed to be so tough?!"

"Now, this young lady's follower is equally tough!"

"If you have the guts, defeat him and then come beat this young la—"

Before she could finish her words

Slap!!!

"Ugh—!"

With a crisp sound.

Everyone saw Qin Luo suddenly appear in front of Su Bailian and give her a hard slap.

Hiss! The whole crowd drew in a sharp breath.

Wait, you're really hitting your family's second young miss?

Thud!

Su Bailian fell to the ground clutching her face, her head buzzing from the slap.

Su Bailian's eyes were blank.

Eh...

Why?

I... got slapped again?

How sudden? I didn't even finish speaking...

Qin Luo looked down at her, saying calmly, "Did you... say something just now?"

As soon as these words were spoken.

What——?!

Ling Ya's pupils contracted, he turned around, looking at Qin Luo who had suddenly appeared behind him in disbelief.

His heart shook.

So fast! When did he...?

Then.

Whispers spread around.

"We thought Young Miss Bailian's follower was so powerful, turns out he's still no match for Miss Su's."

"Yeah, although Su Bailian is also a young miss of the Su family, she's obviously not as good as the eldest Miss Su."

"That's right, hah, even if she's the second young miss, now that she's offended the eldest Miss Su, there will never be a day when you, Su Bailian, can hold your head high in the Su family!"

One piercing remark after another came.

Su Bailian covered her injured cheek, plop plop.

Tears kept flowing from her eyes.

Her eyes were red and swollen as she cursed at Ling Ya, who was still somewhat dazed: "Ling Ya, you useless trash!!!"

"Didn't you say you were good at fighting?!"

"You useless trash! What good are you to this young lady!"

Hearing this, Ling Ya also felt some shame in his heart. To think that I, the number one assassin Asura King of the Death God Organization,

Now let my employer be hit right under my nose.

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists and looked at Qin Luo arrogantly, saying coldly, "Your name is Qin Luo, right?"

"Although I don't really want to participate in this kind of child's play."

"But... Su Bailian is my employer after all, and I do have some professional ethics."

"How about this, you cripple yourself and kneel before my young miss to admit your guilt."

"I can spare you from—"

Before he could finish,

Slap!!

"Ugh————!"

Before Ling Ya could finish the second half of his sentence.

Qin Luo raised his hand and slapped him again.

Thud!!!

Ling Ya fell to the ground, covering his face.

He was a bit dazed, what's going on?

It wasn't until the burning pain came from his cheek that

Ling Ya finally reacted.

What.......

I actually....... got hit?

In an instant.

A murderous intent that was indescribable filled Ling Ya's chest, even his bone marrow and every cell of his body.

He covered his face, his expression twisted and horrifying.

Damn damn damn!!

To think that I, the number one assassin Asura King of the Death God Organization!

Now slapped by a mere follower?

I thought it was just a child's play game.

But....

How could I, the Asura King, be hit?!

How could I possibly endure this?!

Immediately.

With his blood boiling, Ling Ya raised his head and roared angrily at Qin Luo: "You're asking for death! I will definitely dismember you and Su Muwan into ten thous—"

"Noisy."

Slap!

"Ugh!"

Another slap landed.

Ling Ya was dumbfounded, he collapsed on the ground covering his face, his pupils shaking.

I... got hit again?

But it wasn't over yet.

Only to hear Qin Luo continue coldly: "Who do you think you are to dare bark here? This slap is to wake you up and clear your mind!"

Slap!

With that, another palm struck.

"This slap is to help you reflect and discipline yourself."

Slap!

Another crisp sound rang out, Ling Ya's mind went blank, only feeling the burning pain on his cheek.

"This slap is to make you know your place!"

Slap!

"This slap! Is to warn you not to provoke those you shouldn't!"

Slap slap slap slap!!

"These slaps are to tell you that in this Jiang City, my young mistress is the sky! Whoever dares to speak disrespectfully!! This is the consequence!!"

Ling Ya was slapped until his eyes were blank and his cheeks were swollen high.

How is this possible? Am I... being publicly slapped now?

No... that's not the point...

The point is... why can't I... fight back?!!!

The sound of continuous slaps rang out.

Everyone present held their breath, their pupils shaking.

So... so brutal!!

Su Muwan's follower... is actually this arrogant and domineering?!

They all looked at Su Muwan, whose expression was calm, but whose eyes revealed a hint of sneering contempt.

They all started sweating profusely.

Su Muwan... is truly terrifying to the extreme!!

Yan Qiuyue watched with her scalp tingling, she moved a little closer to Su Muwan and swallowed, saying: "Has Qin Luo... always been like this?"

Where did that gentle follower from before go?

Su Muwan blinked and her mouth twitched: "I guess so......"

Su Bailian, watching Ling Ya being continuously slapped, although she was very afraid,

Still couldn't help but angrily curse at this moment: "Useless trash! What good are you to me!"

"Paying you 100,000 a month is less worthwhile than buying two steaks for my Pochi!"

As Su Bailian's piercing voice entered Ling Ya's ears.

The originally fallen Ling Ya, who was questioning his life, suddenly came to his senses.

His eye twitched, his heart filled with violent murderous intent.

Damn it, this young miss is spoiled and unreasonable, if it wasn't for trying to stand up for her, how would I be so humiliated?

And.... not just this Su Bailian.

There's also this eldest Miss Su, Su Muwan!

And this follower!!

They are all the ones who caused me to suffer such humiliation!!

Damn damn damn!!

You all must die!!

In an instant, Ling Ya's murderous intent kept surging out.

But..... he seemed to think of something.

So, his originally agitated expression gradually subsided.

Instead.

"Cough...."

He coughed lightly, supported his body and slowly stood up.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face showing a hint of admiration, he bowed to Su Muwan and said: "Cough... Miss Su indeed has good methods."

"I... am no match for your follower."

"Although my strength is not as good as his, but.... the reason we came here this time is to compete in driving skills."

"If I still end up losing, then I willingly agree to leave the Second Young Miss's side."

"But even if I win, I will also leave, after all... I've still caused the Second Young Miss to be humiliated."