Bro Dong started laughing, and his lackeys laughed beside him too.
Then, Mo Nanfeng's eyes swiveled smartly and he went to Bro Dong to whisper something in his ear, after of which Bro Dong nodded. "Good Idea!"
After that, Mo Nanfeng walked up to Ji Weixi and slapped her.
He really put some weight behind that slap—Ji Weixi's cheek was twitching in pain and her ears were ringing horribly.
Her small white face was instantly dyed with a red palm print too.
She glared at Mo Nanfeng. If not for being gagged, she would have cursed him to heavens above.
What the hell happened to not hurting her?
Li Shaoling's gaze sharpened and his killing intent spread, his pale-white face now looking as frightening as the king of the underworld's.
"Why don't you do that again?" He squeezed those words through gritted teeth.
Mo Nanfeng slapped Ji Weixi firmly again.
