C237 Three Slaps

As the fear in his heart faded, the burning pain on his swollen face intensified. Qiao Zhao's eyes widened with rage, a dark and menacing aura flashing across his brow. He looked like a wounded beast, his cold gaze fixed on Qiao Gao, a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"You disrespectful fool, questioning me and then striking with such cruelty," Qiao Zhao said, his voice icy and threatening