As soon as Song Mei finished saying "little beast", Ye Ling swung her prepared hand at her. She had long anticipated that no good words would come out of Song Mei's mouth, so she wasn't going to engage in verbal sparring with her. Her hand, hidden under her sleeve, was secretly gathering strength. She feared that her preparation would be in vain, but Song Mei didn't disappoint her. With that slap, how could Ye Ling not use all her strength?
