This slap came swiftly and forcefully, catching everyone off guard.
Especially Feng Hong, who was still expecting Yan Yueqing to kneel down and beg for mercy. Imagining how she would use words to humiliate her, and then... her opponent actually slapped her?!
For a moment, Feng Hong didn't even have time to feel the pain on her face, as rage surged in her heart, as if she had suffered a great humiliation!
"You, you—"
Feng Long hurried forward and embraced his daughter, "Yan Yueqing, have you lost your mind?"
Yan Yueqing shook her hand off, "Aren't the rules here that whoever has the most power is right? What have I done wrong?"
Feng Long was furious, "Running wild in Xingyue, who do you think you are?!"
"What? Does Xingyue now belong to Director Feng alone?"
"You have some nerve! Do you know who I am? I—"
