The sound instantly caught the attention of many people in the hall.
Wu Yun frowned. That was Wen Meng's voice. He turned to look and saw that the young man who had originally been sitting next to Kong Sheng had, at some point, run over to the neighboring table of actors.
The man's face was beet red as he held a glass, swaying unsteadily as he tried to force Wen Meng to drink with him. The glass in his right hand was nearly touching her face.
With a sharp SMACK, Qi Fei slapped the glass from his hand, spilling liquor all over Kong Xin.
Rage burned within Wu Yun. He slammed his glass down on the table and strode quickly toward the neighboring table.
But just as Wu Yun slammed his glass down, someone else moved even faster.
The usually mild-mannered Kong Sheng wore a rare expression of fury. He rushed to Kong Xin's side in just a few steps and slapped him hard across the face. The powerful blow sent the already unsteady Kong Xin sprawling to the ground.
