Shen Yaowei raised her hand and slapped Huo Zhao's face.
One slap wasn't enough to vent her anger. The girl's slap was so fast that only afterimages could be seen. In the blink of an eye, there were already three crisp slaps.
Huo Zhao's face was tilted. Three red palm prints were interlaced on half of his face, causing his face to swell at a visible speed.
"Shen Yaowei, how dare you really hit me?" Huo Zhao's face completely darkened.
How dare she slap me in the face?!
"Didn't you ask me to hit you just now? You said that I couldn't bear to. I just wanted to prove it to you." Shen Yaowei spread her hands and looked at Huo Zhao with a novel gaze. "Prince Zhao, so you like to be beaten up."
Huo Zhao felt the incredulous gazes of the people passing by. He pursed his thin lips hard and could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. "Shen Yaowei, I think you want to do this the hard way!"
With that, he grabbed Shen Yaowei.
