"Li Yun... am I dreaming?"
"How did you pin them all into the ground? How are they so weak...?"
Slap!
Seeing that Zhang Chu still looked utterly dazed, Li Yun really could not hold back anymore and smacked the back of his head.
The blow made his head buzz.
"It's not that they're weak!"
"It's that in front of me, they're weak as hell!"
"Not worth mentioning!"
"And you're my brother-in-law, and you're my brother... That means you have what it takes to swagger through the Sacred Heaven Realm. Marrying into the Yuanwu Aristocratic Family wasn't you reaching above your station—it was them reaching above theirs. Got it?"
Zhang Chu froze at those words and thought seriously for a moment.
Then he suddenly laughed.
"Got it!"
With that, he strode over, grabbed the head of the already unconscious Yuanwu Qing by the hair, raised his hand, and fiercely slapped her across the face.
Again and again, the slaps rang out sharply.
Yuanwu Qing, who had been knocked unconscious, was actually slapped awake by Zhang Chu.
This woman clearly still did not understand what had happened. She woke in a daze and saw Zhang Chu gripping her hair and viciously slapping her face. Instantly, she exploded with rage.
"Zhang Chu... you bastard spawn, you dare hit me...?"
Her shrill voice made Zhang Chu shudder instinctively.
He nearly let go.
Yuanwu Qing had bullied him for far too long; she had left him with a psychological shadow.
Yet as the saying went, the eruption of an honest man was the most terrifying.
At that moment, as soon as Zhang Chu remembered that even the Immortal Kings of the Yuanwu Aristocratic Family had been slapped into the ground by Li Yun, his courage surged. The resentment that had built up in his heart