Chapter 231: The Primitive World! Regretful Yuan Youwei! The blissful life of Elder Han! Zimiao Zhen has given birth!_3

For a woman whose status, level of cultivation, and identity were all higher than his, Han Li had no intention of being meek; otherwise, the other party might take an inch and want a mile. He had always been straightforward and unyielding.

"You!"

Yuan Youwei collapsed to the ground, her pale and delicate fingers pointing at Han Li, her face full of disbelief.

Han Li actually dared to hit her!

She had always been high above, looking down upon all beings as a Quasi Emperor. When had she ever suffered such humiliation? Never had she been treated like this before.

"What's with the 'you'? Do you find the slap uncomfortable? Shall I switch to a different tool? Would you prefer a whip or a stick?" Han Li said with a chuckle.

Yuan Youwei's pretty face flushed with anger, then turned even colder. She looked at Han Li with an indifferent gaze, wishing she could kill him with her eyes, and said word by word:

"Han Li, you will surely pay the price!"