Li Mochen sneered. "Autumn Water, just wait! I'm eventually gonna strip your clothes off and f*ck you until you beg for mercy!"
"You…"
Upon hearing such crude words, Autumn Water's face was so dark that ink was nearly dripping from it.
Before Autumn Water could say anything more, Ye Wanwan abruptly stood up and strolled toward Li Mochen.
"Scram."
Ye Wanwan's bone-chilling gaze swept over the strong men that surrounded her.
The strong men frowned. It was unsuitable for them to both leave or stay.
"Oh… Are you planning to… revolt?" Ye Wanwan's lips curled up, revealing an utterly icy smile.
The strong men sunk into silence at Ye Wanwan's words, hesitation surfacing on their faces.
No matter what, this woman was currently the president of the Fearless Alliance still…
"Scram!" Ye Wanwan shouted harshly.
The strong men reflexively turned to the side.
Ye Wanwan stepped forward and reached Li Mochen.
