Seven Star lost all desire to respond to Big Dipper's point of emphasis.
Ye Wanwan propped her head and glanced at them. "What are you two mumbling about?"
As they spoke, the car arrived in front of the banquet hall. Ye Wanwan straightened her clothes and stepped out of the car.
To preserve the last of the Fearless Alliance's face and pride, Ye Wanwan didn't wear any formal attire and stayed in her carefree outfit.
When Seven Star saw Ye Wanwan about to enter, he hastily walked forward and blocked Ye Wanwan. "Sis Feng, wait..." "What is it?" Ye Wanwan sent Seven Star a questioning look.
"Sis Feng, we really aren't suited for this kind of setting. I think..."
Before Seven Star could finish, Ye Wanwan's gaze shot past him and fixated on a point behind him.
"Sis Feng?"
Ye Wanwan's attention seemed to be completely sucked by some force behind Seven Star. She extended her hands and directly moved Seven Star to the side, a smile curling on her lips. She jubilantly called, "Hey, Lord Asura! Long time no see!"
Seven Star froze and turned around robotically. A black car had parked in front of the banquet hall, and Lord Asura was expressionlessly standing there like a block of ice from the Arctic with a normal looking servant and Jiang Yan next to him.
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