The resounding sound of a slap echoed in the room backstage.
Lu Han lay sprawled on the ground like a dead dog, letting out a wail as several of his teeth fell out and blood streamed from the corner of his mouth.
From childhood to adulthood, it was the first time he had been struck by someone, and the intense pain made his entire body tremble.
After a howl of pain, Lu Han got to his feet, wiped his hand across his face, and upon seeing the fresh blood and broken teeth in his palm, his pretty face suddenly contorted, as he shrieked at Lin Tian, "You... you actually hit my face? And you knocked out my teeth! Do you know that I use my face to make a living? Do you know who I am? You're dead meat!"
"I'm not interested in knowing!"
Hearing Lu Han's threatening words, Lin Tian stepped forward, wanting to give the guy a few more slaps to teach him a lesson.
