The crowd was even more astonished by what they saw before them.
Everyone knew about the good relationship between Yan Chuang and Liu Fei, but for Ye Chen, he even slapped Liu Fei himself.
Ye Chen watched from the side without saying a word.
Yan Chuang assumed Ye Chen was still not satisfied, knowing that his life would only be easier if Ye Chen was pleased.
"Smack" another loud slap was heard, this time even harder, so much so that Liu Fei was knocked out.
Even so, Liu Fei didn't dare to utter a word.
Seeing Ye Chen still silent, Yan Chuang was ready to strike again, and Liu Fei wondered how many more he had to endure.
If this continues, my face might end up disfigured, but even so, there's no choice—my mouth got me into this mess.
Just as Yan Chuang's hand was about to land on Liu Fei's face, Ye Chen suddenly said, "Alright, Xiaochuang, that's enough."
Then he glanced at Liu Fei, whose face was swollen like a pig, with a sly smile on his lips.
