SLAP!
The crisp sound of a slap echoed through the hall.
But what happened was not what anyone expected. Before Wang Tianyu could even swing his raised hand, Qin Fan, under the tense focus of several dozen people, had already seized the initiative.
He landed a solid, heavy slap across Wang Tianyu's face.
The powerful blow instantly left a vivid five-fingered imprint on Wang Tianyu's delicate face. He lost his balance completely, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth as he tumbled to the ground.
"Young Master Wang!"
Cries of alarm suddenly erupted throughout the room.
Everyone was stunned by the scene unfolding before them. If attacking Qin Feng had been audacious, then striking Wang Tianyu was tantamount to piercing a hole in the sky.
"You... you dare to hit me?" The moment he hit the floor, Wang Tianyu scrambled back to his feet, an unprecedented fury boiling in his chest as he shrieked hysterically at Qin Fan.
