"Pfft."
Xu Fan, whose tongue was razor-sharp, had the people around him watching the chunks of foundation falling off his palm, unable to restrain themselves from covering their mouths and snickering.
"You! You dare hit me!"
The unusual gazes from the crowd caused the main troublemaker from Douyu's Trio to blush.
As someone involved in the underground scene, having climbed aboard the massive ship of live broadcasting and becoming the leader of Douyu's Trio, she was far more brazen than other hosts, with a skin three times thicker.
But that didn't mean she could remain indifferent under the gaze of so many unusual eyes.
Having been stared at by her, and coupled with the verbal onslaught from her two companions, Xu Fan frowned and, without hesitation, raised his hand and delivered three resounding slaps that equally distributed across the faces of the Trio.
"Don't think that just because you've plastered a wall over your face, I won't dare to hit you."
