Xue Qian's roaring laughter was like a slap to the face of Young Master Liu, striking him particularly hard and causing a stinging pain.
It made him wish he could dig a hole to crawl into.
He thought back to just moments ago when he was here, heaping all sorts of humiliation on the other party, only to have that person slap his face with their strength moments later! His own face was burning hot, especially around his eyes, which were now blurred.
The opportunists nearby were even squeezing their way to Su Ke, endlessly praising him, virtually lifting him to the heavens.
All of this was akin to plunging another knife into the already wounded heart of Young Master Liu!
"What's there to be smug about? Haha…"