"Of course I won't," Ye Wanwan replied.
Back then, people from Asura came to the Fearless Alliance to tell Bro Flattop to pay tributes, and Bro Flattop immediately killed those people. Ye Wanwan knew about this matter, so how could the real Bro Flattop possibly pay tributes?
"Haha, awesome. Then… since there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now." Trance stood up.
Ye Wanwan didn't say anything and peered at Seven Star secretly instead.
Seven Star's entire body was akin to glacial ice right now, chilling to the bones.
Ye Wanwan frowned inwardly. Something had to be off… Perhaps she exposed something due to Trance…
Soon, she saw Seven Star turn his phone on and draft a text.
Ye Wanwan hastily snuck closer without a sound.
Through the mirror in the conference room, Ye Wanwan managed to barely see the contents of the text.
"This woman isn't Sis Feng… I want her dead. Big Dipper, you've been deceived."
