Cui Yiran made Xiao Yuan dumbfounded.
He had never been slapped since arriving in ancient times, and this slap left his head buzzing.
As he came to his senses, his eyes reddened with anger, and he rushed forward wanting to confront Xiao Yuan.
Xiao Yuan slapped him again, making Cui Yiran spin several times.
"You, you dare to hit me."
Cui Yiran was so angry he almost leaped up: "You poor wretch dare to strike me, I tell you, Xiao, this isn't over. Just you wait, if you don't kneel and kowtow, I won't bear the Cui surname."
Xiao Yuan watched coldly as Cui Yiran made a scene, he straightened his sleeves and dusted off the dust on his clothes: "I'll be waiting."
He leisurely walked upstairs without any haste, Cui Yiran clenched his fists wanting to rush over, but recalling Xiao Yuan's recent maneuver, he hesitated.
