Smack!
Bai Xiaofan raised his large hand and struck Jiang Feifei forcefully.
"Ow... Bai Xiaofan, you bastard, you dare to hit me?"
Jiang Feifei hadn't expected Bai Xiaofan to dare to strike her on such an occasion, and her beautiful eyes immediately widened in shock.
Her small hands transformed into the pincers of a crayfish, fiercely grabbing onto Bai Xiaofan's arm.
Bai Xiaofan had intended to raise his hand for another strike, but suddenly felt a murderous aura, faint yet unmistakably targeting him.
Using the rotation of the dance as a cover, Bai Xiaofan stealthily glanced in the direction from which the murderous intent was emanating.
However, that side was filled with dancing people, and Bai Xiaofan was unable to pinpoint who it was.
Moreover, it was clear that the person was a skilled expert.
As Bai Xiaofan turned, the person no longer watched him.
"What's wrong? You're allowed to hit me, but I can't even pinch you?"
