The woman slapped him very hard, and there was spiritual energy in it.
Even though Wen Zhiyun's cultivation was not low and her physical body was not weak, there was still a bright red palm print on her face and a burning pain.
However, compared to this pain, Wen Zhiyun's pride was the most hurt.
Her previous argument with the woman had attracted many people to surround her and join in the fun. The scene of her being slapped just now had happened in front of everyone. This trampled her pride to the ground.
Regarding this, she was extremely angry. She raised her hand and slapped the woman's face, wanting to regain some face for herself.
Facing this slap, the woman had no intention of dodging at all. She said fearlessly,
"My husband is the Hall Master of the Alchemy Hall. Try hitting me!"
As soon as the woman said this, Wen Zhiyun's palm was instantly stuck in midair and could no longer land.
