Wang Xiaoya was obviously angry too. She was a master, with two subordinates who could fight, and along the way, she had rarely met worthy opponents. Now, a slightly skinny young guy dared to challenge them.
"Slap...."
There was a crisp sound as Wu Mengting withdrew her slightly pained palm, looking a bit nervous. It was her first time hitting someone, and also the first time she was so angry as to hit a stranger.
Chen Tianlong's eyes were wide open. It was also his first time seeing Wu Mengting so angry that she even hurt someone.
"You.... dare to hit me, you damned ****, you're dead."
As she spoke, Wang Xiaoya directly raised her hand, intending to hit Wu Mengting. Chen Tianlong immediately frowned and quickly ran to Wu Mengting's side, whisking her away to an open area with a quick step.
Playing that thrilling peak game was no longer important. The conflict had already arisen, and Chen Tianlong knew that the game was definitely not happening.
