This slap was incredibly powerful.
One could tell by the way the man was sent flying three or four meters away by Chen Wei on the spot.
After all, even at full strength, a normal person couldn't possibly slap someone so far away.
Blood spattered all over the ground, teeth clattered and scattered, soaked in the pool of blood, looking somewhat terrifying.
The majority of those present had never witnessed such a scene.
The man was knocked unconscious by that single slap.
"President Chen..." Although the general manager was grateful for what Chen Wei had done, he couldn't help but worry that he might be implicated as well.
With that slap, there was no way the Incense Pavilion could survive.
After all, the other party was a person of power and influence.
Even if it wasn't him who was hit, but a dog he kept under his thumb.
But, you must look at the owner before you hit the dog, a truth that had not changed since ancient times.
