Lan Qingya was left completely dumbfounded.
She held her burning face and looked at Jun Zhangjian in disbelief.
Jun Zhangjian's expression was utterly glum, his eyes glimmering with coldness.
"Sir Zhangjian, did you just hit me?" Lan Qingya asked, unable to process what just happened.
She brought her hand to the side of her face that was now swollen, wondered if she was currently just dreaming.
She was wondering if this was the Jun Zhangjian that she knew, the one who complied to her every whim.
How he behaved before even convinced her that the sequence position holders of the Jun family were actually less impressive than they seemed to be.
Lan Qingya even fantasized about having complete control over Jun Zhangjian in the future, enabling her to order him about like he was her slave.
One would wonder just how many followers with a surname outside of the Jun Family could command a sequence position holder.
