When Ye Wanwan finished speaking…
Lord Asura: "…"
Elder Lei He: "…"
Elder Gong: "…"
Ji Xiuran: "…"
The onlookers: "…"
An ugly eyesore and a heavenly god…
And this ugly eyesore confidently hit on the god, propping her chin in what she thought looked flirtatious…
Everyone was dumbstruck.
Especially since the man she was flirting with using such crude tactics was the super great Satan that everyone in the Independent State was terrified of and didn't dare to look straight at…
This shock was simply…
During everyone's flabbergasted state, Ye Wanwan winked at the man, her tone taking on the tone of a vagrant con woman. "Gorgeous, I'm quite talented at fortune-telling—do you want me to… tell your fortune for you?"
Lord Asura glanced at the intoxicated girl, the corners of his lips imperceptibly twitching.
When Ye Wanwan suddenly dashed to the VIP seats, everyone's gazes curiously followed her.
