"Holy crap, Ye Lingtian, you actually dared to attack me?!"
Ye San roared furiously, but Ye Lingtian's punch had carried too much force. Several of his teeth had already been blasted out, so when he spoke now, his words came out slurred.
Ye San was burning with rage!
He had actually been knocked to the ground by a piece of trash?
What monstrous humiliation! This was simply the greatest humiliation of his life!
With blazing fury in his heart, Ye San struggled to his feet.
But Ye Lingtian merely gave a cold laugh. He raised his right foot and stomped fiercely toward Ye San's chest.
Bang!
Ye San's body made another brutal, zero-distance encounter with the ground. He violently spat out a mouthful of blood, along with two or three more teeth.
The pain was so real, yet Ye San was utterly stunned!
How could this be?
How could this piece of trash possess such terrifying strength?
"Attack you? So what if I attacked you?" Ye Lingtian suddenly squatted down, one foot planted on Ye San's chest.
"You, Ye San, are nothing more than a servant, a slave of my Ye Family. Yet you dare behave like this toward me? Who gave you the nerve?"
As he spoke, Ye Lingtian raised his right hand and viciously slapped Ye San across the face.
Slap!
The resounding slap instantly brought Ye San completely back to his senses.
"Ye... Ye..."
"You, you, you what? You can't even speak properly, and you call yourself Third Master? Third Master my ass!"
Ye Lingtian sneered coldly and sent another slap flying with his right hand. Then, he raised his left hand as well.
A barrage of slaps rang out. Ye San was struck one slap after another by Ye Lingtian's two hands until he was directly