A Terrifying Place

"What kind of expression is that?"

He Xinghai was demanding a treasure from Feng Wan'er when he noticed something strange about her expression. It was neither fear, anger, nor panic, but astonishment—or perhaps something more bizarre, as if she had seen something utterly unbelievable.

"What treasure are you asking for?"

A voice filled with curiosity sounded behind He Xinghai.

"Are you courting death?"

He Xinghai flew into a rage. Someone actually dared to interrupt him at a time like this. Did they really think he had a good temper?

Without even looking back, He Xinghai flicked open the paper fan in his hand and slashed at the person behind him.

The expected scream never came. The fan even stopped midair, leaving He Xinghai stunned.

Not only had that person interrupted him, they actually dared to resist?

He Xinghai grew even angrier and turned around, wanting to see just who was bold enough to act so recklessly.

However, before he had even turned halfway around, a palm came flying straight at his face.

Slap!

Caught completely off guard, He Xinghai took the slap squarely across the face.

Bang!

The force behind the slap was terrifying. He Xinghai was sent flying and landed right at Ji Yueling's feet.

Ji Yueling's face was already covered in smiles. Seeing He Xinghai land at her feet, she did not hesitate in the slightest. She crouched down and struck with both hands, giving the still-dazed He Xinghai more than a dozen slaps.

"Ugh! His skin is way too thick. My hands hurt from hitting him!"

Ji Yueling let out a long sigh, decisively stood up, and used the little strength she had just recovered to drag He Xinghai over to Feng Wan'er.

Like Ji Yueling, Feng Wan'er also rewarded He Xinghai with more than a dozen