Slapfest!

His hand slipped?

Like hell it did!

Did he think that they were blind?

Even a fool could see that he did it on purpose!

Countless gazes turned toward the people from the Martial Arts Department, waiting to see how they would react. After all, this was a blatant slap on their faces.

The old man's expression was the embodiment of fury. 

Tang Ao was his disciple, and had been for decades!

He even treated Tang Ao like his son!

When Tang Ao called him yesterday, he rushed over as quickly as he could. 

He had planned to celebrate Tang Ao's 60th birthday, but now they were separated by death. Furthermore, he had seen his disciple killed with his own eyes!

He was completely livid!

"Good! Very good! You are the first person to do this, and you will also be the last!"

Ye Chen shrugged and said calmly, "My hand slipped. Who knew that daggers could fly so fast? Hmm… Maybe I should try it on you too?"