"You dare to hit me?"
Long Yihong clutched his face, staring at Ye Xiu in disbelief as he burst into a rage. "Ye Liangchen, you've got some nerve! How dare you strike a member of the Long Family? Do you want to make an enemy of us?"
SMACK!
Ye Xiu raised his hand and slapped him again. "Shut the hell up before I crush you."
"You…" Long Yihong took a deep, shuddering breath of anger.
"Nangong Yue, what are you all waiting for?" Ye Xiu urged. "Right, have someone come down and distribute the food and drinks to the people from the Thirteen External Clans. I imagine they're starving."
"No!" Long Yihong blocked them again. "The Long Family must eat and drink their fill before this food can be given to the people from the Thirteen External Clans."
SMACK!
Ye Xiu slapped him once more. "I bought this food and drink for the Thirteen External Clans. What does it have to do with your Long Family?"
"You, you, you…"
