My Face Is as Precious as My Life. Please Do Not Slap It.

"Protect your ass." Lan Xinyu couldn't stand Zhou Kaitai's concern for her anymore. Before he could say the last word to protect his senior sister, she kicked his a**and rushed forward.

Wu Tianlang didn't expect these people to actually dare make a move. He stood in place, shocked.

"To tell you the truth, I am—" Wu Tianlang decided to speak quickly this time. But unfortunately, no one seemed to allow him to finish his sentences as a slap approached his face.

'Such white skin." A thought that even he was surprised flashed through Wu Tianlang's mind before it was immediately slapped away along with his physical body.

The fair hand that slapped him belonged to Ling Chuxi. "So much nonsense." Wu Tianlang was only at the realm of True Essence Intermediate Stage, weaker than Lei Wanshan and thus easier to beat up.