Dai Mubai's eyes were bloodshot, his chest heaving violently. It was obvious that the alcohol had completely overwhelmed his reason as he pointed toward Zhu Qing and shouted:
"I've had enough! I've always let her have her way. Does she really think I don't dare touch her?"
As he spoke, he staggered toward Zhu Qing again. His steps were unsteady, but there was a savage force behind them.
Seeing Dai Mubai like this, Zhu Qing's face was filled with disgust. She turned and walked toward Su Yu and the others.
Dai Mubai's eyes were bloodshot. Burned senseless by the alcohol, he saw Zhu Qing turn to leave, and the Evil Fire in his heart suddenly surged.
He staggered after her, grabbed Zhu Qing by the wrist, and yanked her back with brute force.
Caught off guard, Zhu Qing stumbled around. Just as she was about to struggle free, a crisp slap suddenly exploded through the air.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
The blow turned Zhu Qing's head to the side, and a clear red mark instantly appeared on her fair cheek.
She slowly raised a hand to cover her face, her fingertips trembling. Her eyes, usually cold and distant, were now filled with stunned disbelief and a trace of humiliation that cut straight to the heart.
She suddenly looked up at Dai Mubai. A chill she had never shown before roiled in her eyes, like blades tempered in ice.
Dai Mubai was still lost in the haze of drunkenness. Seeing Zhu Qing like that, he actually felt a twisted sense of satisfaction.
Pointing a finger at Zhu Qing's nose, he spoke with a stiff tongue. His words were slurred yet overbearing:
"Women... if you don't listen, you have to be beaten... hic... I'm telling you, behave yourself from