Shang Tsung does feel the impact, and carefully plucks the clockwork beetle from where it clings to his clothes, examining it for a moment, and hears the clicking. Ah, yes. A prank, most likely. He looks up, and it does not take long to find where Jinx is watching. After all, he knows where he'd be hiding.

He holds the beetle up to her, making it clear he's clocked her. "A remarkable bit of craftsmanship, my dear!" He calls to her in a tone of grandfatherly amusement. "I take it I am about to be subjected to a small bit of mischief?"