Chapter 39: Slapping Frenzy (1/2)
Snowy and Feng Xue continued discussing their next plan ignoring the leader; they basically treated him like a fly. The other cultivators were shocked by their attitude. They didn't know why the ladies had blatantly ignored the youths, but they realized that these girls were not simple.
The youngest cultivator was the only one who wasn't aware of the strangeness of the situation, or perhaps he was blinded by his feeling and wanted to impress Feng Xue.
”These are my cousin, sir. They are very sheltered since they were young and had only recently been allowed to go outside to gain experience, so they are still not used to interact with other people. Please don't be offended by their rudeness,” said the youngest cultivator to defend Feng Xue and Snowy.
The older cultivators can only smile wryly when they saw him stepping forward and confronting the Heavenly Blood Sect's disciples. Even if he bravely shielded them, it won't result in anything good. They might give him a word of gratitude but nothing more than that. What was more pitiful than a toad trying to eat a swan?
”Shut up! I don't talk to you!” the leader shouted at him and then looked at Snowy and Feng Xue, ”Girls, quick answer me or don't blame me for being ruthless!”
The youngest cultivator wanted to argue back but was held back by the middle-aged man. He looked at the middle-aged man with a questioning gaze, but the middle-aged man only shook his head and made a hand gesture telling him to wait and see.
Annoyed by the leader's pompous attitude, Feng Xue finally replied with a taunting voice, ”What if I don't want to answer?”
The atmosphere immediately became tense. It feels like a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. Yet, most of the restaurant's customers were also excited; they were expecting a good show.
”Good, good, good, quite brazen, aren't you? I always like to break a girl like you,” the leader smirked, and an evil smile appeared on his face.
”Idiot,” sneered Feng Xue.
”What do you say?!” The leader's face turned grim and roared at Feng Xue. Then, he swung his hand trying to slap Feng Xue.
PAH!
”You..!!!”
Unexpectedly, the one who got slapped was the leader instead. Everybody could see a red hand mark plastered on his face, but no one saw it coming.
”Don't you dare to touch her.”
A cold voice came out from Snowy's mouth caused the spectator's body to shudder.
”You! How dare you hit me! Don't you know how I am?!”
”The young master who got slapped?”
”Youu...! let's see for how long you'll be able to act cocky when I get my hand on you!!”
PAH!
He got slapped once again.
”You demoness...!!”
PAH!
He got another slap.
”Stoop...!”
PAH!
”Staahp... Pweassee...”
PAH! PAH! PAH!
”....”
”....”
All spectators gulped when they saw how ruthless Snowy was. They stare at the leader, whose faces turned black and blue and swelling like a pig, with a gaze filled with joy, pity, and mockery.
”Do your face hurt?” asked Snowy in a flat tone.
”Aahh...”
This was the first in his life that he felt so humiliated. Back in his sect, he was a promising youth with a bright future ahead and thus he was also groomed by the sect. Everybody had to bow and act politely when they saw him or fawned for his favor. Yet, here a mere woman dared to beat him making him into a joke.