The sound of slippers echoed as everyone in the living room stared in disbelief at Shen Qiang, who calmly came down with his bare torso wrapped in a bath towel and wearing pink slippers, each face filled with astonishment.
"Shen Qiang! Why are you coming downstairs?" Xu Nan hurriedly asked, her pretty face reddening with complaint.
Shen Qiang smiled, saying a comforting phrase, "Don't be scared, it's no big deal. You sit down first, let me handle these big shots."
Upon hearing this, the Second Elder, who had been glaring, raised his eyebrow arrogantly, "So, you're Shen Qiang?"
"Shut it." Shen Qiang didn't even blink, walking straight to the astonished young man sitting on the sofa with his pink slippers showing half his heel. He calmly removed the pink slippers with his feet and smiled at the shocked youth on the sofa.
The young man unfamiliar with Shen Qiang quickly smiled back.
At that moment, Shen Qiang suddenly kicked his foot onto the young man's face.
