Slap!
The crisp sound of a slap echoed throughout the entire hall.
Nan Yu grasped Nan Luzhi's hand, just like the slap he had thrown at her face when he had brought her back from the countryside, forcing her to replace someone in marriage.
She returned it back to him with force.
"Nan Luzhi, save your energy."
Nan Luzhi was struck so hard he saw stars, and then darkness, followed by swelling in his face, which was already chubby—and now he looked even more like a pig.
He covered his face, looking at Nan Yu in disbelief.
"Nan Yu, you even hit your dad—you'll have no good death!"
Slap!
This time, it was Nan Zhuoyuan who made the move.
He smacked Nan Luzhi's face with a slap that sounded thunderous.
"Nan Luzhi, mind your words. What kind of father are you to Xiao Yu? You sent her to the countryside to endure abuse, nearly dying at the hands of that trashy uncle."
"How can you have the face to say such things now?"
