"You... You dare to hit me?" Zhuo Ya's body trembled, as she stared deadly at Xue An, screaming venomously.
"What's the matter? It seems you are not satisfied with being beaten? Do you want another slap to make your face more symmetrical?" Xue An said with a smile that was not quite a smile.
Zhuo Ya's body shuddered, and she retreated fearfully backward, then glared hatefully at Zhuo Yangyang, who was already scared stiff. "Fine! Zhuo Yangyang, you've really grown your wings, daring to collude with outsiders to hit me, you just wait!"
With that, she got up hastily and fled in embarrassment.
As soon as she left, the whole scene immediately filled with a joyful atmosphere.
Someone said ecstatically, "That slap was so satisfying! I've long found Zhuo Ya annoying!"
"Exactly, just for that slap, I'm going to drink a few more later!"
The rest looked at Xue An with admiration and astonishment.
