“How dare you fool around?!”

Trevor was fuming as he thought that was Devil Coven’s scheme, by sending some nobody to the stage, or trying to stall for some time.

He lunged at Priscilla and swung a slap toward her.

Trevor wanted to put the useless trash’s lights out with a slap, in order to show the power and majesty of the president of Green Dragons.

“Ah!” Priscilla screamed and blocked it with her hands instinctively.

A flow of Chi gushed out of her body.

Smack!

Trevor’s slap landed on