C928 Miasma

"Pah!" Along with a burst of ear-piercing noise, Mu Sheng's seemingly fierce attack on Leng Wuhen didn't even cause the other party to make a sound as though a bone was broken. Instead, a familiar slap sound rang out.

At this moment, everyone in the banquet hall looked over and their eyes landed on the red and swollen handprint on Wu Tie's face