C2578 This Was Self-training

The name of the drunkard is indeed worthy of its name!

This pocket was even cleaner than his face!

Speaking of which, wasn't it disgraceful?

And he was even a genius that was renowned both inside and outside the academy...

Just this?

Isn't this the rhythm and operation of slapping one's face?

Faang Fann exhaled. He really didn't know what to say now.

He felt as if his brain was floating