C327 The Young Master Was Always Right but the World Was Wrong!

"Slap!"

Out of nowhere, Geh San felt the sting of another slap across his face.

This time, Geh San was utterly bewildered.

He had fallen silent. What more could Zhou Chen possibly want from him?

Even a clay figure has its limits of tolerance.

Being so unabashedly struck by Zhou Chen, even someone with Geh San's patience was starting to feel his blood boil.

In that moment