The next second, Ling Xiao was completely enraged, Mr. Ling cradling his swollen face in disbelief: "You dare hit me?"
"Yes, didn't believe it? Let me make sure you know."
Then, Xigui swiftly slapped him again, so fast that no one could react.
"Stop fighting, please." Wang Zulan feared escalation and hurriedly intervened.
Ling Xiao felt dejected, grumbling, "Lan, I haven't even hit him yet, this isn't fair."
"You're supposed to let him a bit as the senior, aren't you?"
"Who's saying I'm his brother? He's definitely not Wang Baoqiang."
"Anyway, let's not quarrel, everyone."
Xigui wasn't ready to let it go, continuing to Ling Xiao, "No need to apologize to me, but you must say sorry to Lan."
The other party gritted his teeth furiously: "Lan, you see, this kid is aggressive, clearly begging for a thrashing."
Wang Zulan helplessly glanced at Xigui, advising, "Bao Qiang, uh no, Xigui, maybe let it go?"
