C237 Three Slaps

The fear in his heart now quelled, Qiao Zhao felt the searing pain on his swollen cheeks. His eyes nearly burst with fury, and a dark, ominous rage flashed across his brow, reminiscent of a wounded beast. His icy gaze fixed on Qiao Gao, brimming with murderous intent.

"You lack respect," Qiao Zhao said, his voice cold and menacing. "I merely questioned you, and yet you respond with such malice