“What are you standing around for? Why aren’t you hurrying to see if your Young Master is dead yet?” Big Dipper asked the strong men.

The people brought there by Li Mochen all rushed out upon hearing that.

“What a downer.” Autumn Water snorted. “That b*stard dared to splash red wine on me. If he doesn’t die today, I’ll kill him eventually.”

“Enough, hasn’t Sis Feng avenged you already? Li Mochen is utter garbage. His body already turned hollow from all the wine and women a long time ago. With his awful health, he’d be an inch from death even without a drop from that height,” Big Dipper joked.

“Xiao Fengfeng is the best…” Autumn Water hugged Ye Wanwan.

Ye Wanwan was already accustomed to Autumn Water’s passion, so she reacted calmly.

In truth, although she acted just now partially to imitate Bro Flattop, the fury and protective feelings that rushed into her heart when she saw Li Mochen saying such crude things to Autumn Water were genuine.

“Sis Feng, Third Elder isn’t someone to be trifled with. You should be more cautious,” Seven Star told Ye Wanwan aloofly.

When Ye Wanwan heard that, her lips turned into a cold smile, as though she didn’t care about some Third Elder.

“Forget it, we’re done eating. What a downer! Sis Feng, let’s go to the casino and gamble a few rounds!” Big Dipper suggested enthusiastically.

Ye Wanwan: “…”

Can I not go?

I still haven’t recovered from the trauma of the “Flying Dragon” – can’t I get some time to get over it…

Soon, their group walked downstairs and left Heavenly Pavilion.

“I still have some business to attend to. Have fun.” Seven Star turned around and left by himself.

“So much g*ddamn business.” Big Dipper glanced at Seven Star before promptly ignoring him.

Ye Wanwan relaxed slightly upon seeing the most troublesome Seven Star leaving.

This feeling was akin to seeing her head teacher leave the classroom…

After Seven Star left, Big Dipper drove the car away. Half an hour later, the trio arrived at a grand, luxurious casino.

At a place like the Independent State, the gambling industry was thriving and grand; luxurious casinos like this weren’t a rare sight.

The periphery of the casino was filled with digital gambling machines while the interior was filled with the types of games people could gamble their lives and possessions on.

“Sis Autumn Water, Master Seven… rare guests!”

As Ye Wanwan’s group entered the casino, a middle-aged man in a well-ironed suit hastily came up to greet them with a bright smile.

“What, don’t you see our president?” Big Dipper tossed his signature arrogant red hair, and his beautiful, flirtatious eyes cooled, the murderous intention in them making the man shiver inexplicably.

This guy might act silly and innocent when he was in front of Ye Wanwan, but he could be rather terrifying when he was on the outside.

The middle-aged man’s figure trembled and he instantly turned to Ye Wanwan, his expression shifting.

The president of the Fearless Alliance?!

The president of the Fearless Alliance, Bro Flattop, has been missing for many years… but she actually returned…

Since Big Dipper himself said this was Bro Flattop, it had to be Bro Flattop…

“President… we haven’t seen each other in many years… so I didn’t recognize you. It’s my fault… How about this, Bro Flattop? We’ll give you one million bargaining chips tonight for you to use as you please…” the man in a suit said with a smile as he looked at Ye Wanwan and wiped his sweat.

“…”

A greeting gift of one million bargaining chips… Am I that respected…

Ye Wanwan was inwardly shocked but she looked contemptuous on the outside. She coldly said, “Do you think I lack one million bargaining chips?”

The man in a suit was taken back and vehemently shook his head. “N-no no no, your esteemed self naturally wouldn’t lack that money. This little one misspoke…”

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