Wang Chao's slap was filled with genuine anger as he struck Zhao Chongyang forcefully, shattering his teeth and causing blood to fill his mouth. Zhao Chongyang was sent flying more than eight meters before crashing to the ground.
"Young Master Zhao!"
Witnessing this scene, Zhao Chongyang's followers' expressions changed drastically. They hurriedly ran over to help him up.
At this moment, half of Zhao Chongyang's cheek was swollen, his teeth mixed with blood had fallen out, presenting a pitiful sight. He even felt a buzzing sensation in his head, with constant ringing in his ears, unable to hear anything clearly.
Wang Chao's slap had given him a concussion.
"You bastard! How dare you lay hands on our Young Master Zhao? You're simply seeking death!"
"Kill him!"
Furious like thunder, Zhao Chongyang's followers immediately grabbed their weapons and rushed towards Wang Chao, launching attacks against him.
