Chapter 1002: We're Not Thieves!

Smack! A sharp slap cracked through the bank like a gunshot. Li Xiangru hit the floor on the spot. A blazing red handprint bloomed across her cheek, and she sat there stunned, her mind blank. She stared at Li Huairen as if she'd lost the ability to understand words. "Patriarch Li… y-you… why did you hit me?" It was not just her. Everyone present froze. Li Huairen had slapped the person who had "helped" him recover his black card? What in the world was going on? But Li Huairen looked as...