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"Slap yourself ten times and get out."
Ye Xuan glanced at the bald man, his expression extremely cold, a hint of fierceness curling at the corners of his mouth as he sternly shouted.
This type of nouveau riche, like the bald man, arrogant with wealth, is nothing but scum of society.
Such people are like ants, utterly insignificant.
Ye Xuan couldn't care less about him.
If he took action, that bald man would be either dead or crippled.
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir."
The bald man suddenly had a flicker of joy on his face. He quickly knelt down and knocked his head on the floor with loud thuds, "bang bang bang," each impact on the ground drawing blood that dripped on the cabin floor.
Isn't it just ten slaps?
Compared to being punished by the Xuanyuan Family, the bald man felt that ten slaps were a mercy.
"Slap, slap, slap..."
The bolder the man, the bigger the land.
The bald man summoned all his strength, violently slapping himself across the face.
