At the hotel entrance, Lan Yong's arm swung in full circle, unleashing a fierce barrage of slaps on Pei Zhengyi's face, who knelt before Shen Qiang.
"Calling me a little lapdog? Mocking my girlfriend and me, saying we have no future together? Acting all high and mighty because you have a bit of money? I'll show you 'acting'—act, act, act!"
The crisp sounds of slaps echoed through the air as Pei Zhengyi was beaten from side to side, but he didn't dare to block them, knowing that if he did, Shen Qiang wouldn't let him off.
After delivering a satisfying ten slaps, Lan Yong roared with exhilaration, "Amazing! It's always a blast following Brother Qiang! Wu, your turn."
