The slap rang crisply, sending Zhou Hang's conscious flying into the sky. He was completely stunned.
The burning sensation on his face grew stronger, and it seemed to take him a moment to realize what had happened. His eyes widened in disbelief.
Was that slap really on his face?
Only when the burning shame exploded did he truly confirm that Su Han's slap was indeed on his own face!
Not just him, Wu Bing and Wu Lang were also shocked.
Zhou Hang was slapped instantly?
The eldest son of the Zhou family from the Beijing was actually slapped by someone?
Zhou Hang's lips trembled, unable to believe or accept it. His eyes flickered as he stared at Su Han, muttering, "You... you dare to hit me?!"
Su Han snorted, "Want another one?"
Zhou Hang was furious, and roared, "You're seeking death! I'm from the Zhou family, and you dare to hit me!"