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Chapter 1973 - He felt like he was going to be beaten to death tonight!

Chapter 1973 - He felt like he was going to be beaten to death tonight!

Chapter 1973 He felt like he was going to be beaten to death tonight!


Third Elder, come with me... Big Dipper turned to Third Elder.


Scram! Third Elder yelled.


Big Dippers gazed landed on Seven Star. Seven...


No, Seven Star promptly replied.


Big Dipper: ...


Didnt people say times of disaster showed who true friends were and that friends stayed with you through the good and bad?! Men were all freaking pig trotters!


And so, Big Dipper had no choice but to slowly trudge toward Ye Wanwan with an ingratiating smile on his face.


Sis Feng... Big Dipper called.


Before Big Dipper could finish speaking, Ye Wanwan swung her right arm and Big Dippers nose was punched again quicker than anyone could react.


Big Dipper clutched his nose and looked at Ye Wanwan, aggrieved. Sis Feng, cant you hit a different spot?


Ye Wanwan pointed at the nearby liquor cabinet. Isnt... isnt that alcohol?


Big Dipper: ...


Didnt they say a drunk persons intelligence went to zero? She didnt act dumb! She still knew there was alcohol inside the liquor cabinet. Big Dipper felt like he was going to be beaten to death tonight!


Oh right, Sis Feng, Lord Asura! Lord Asura needs you for something super urgent! Big Dipper hastily shouted. Lord Asura had become his last salvation.


Lord Asura...


Confusion surfaced in Ye Wanwans eyes.


W-where...? Ye Wanwan examined her surroundings.


H-h-here! Hes here!


Big Dipper quickly stood up and sprinted toward Autumn Water, making her lift up the phone to face Ye Wanwan.


Downer! Ye Wanwan frowned deeply. Drinking... is drinking... Why... why would you display a funeral portrait...?


Big Dipper: ...


First Elder: ...


Second Elder: ...


Third Elder: ...


No one expected their President to call the video version of Lord Asura a funeral portrait. Even Si Yehan couldnt help but furrow his brows.


Sis Feng, that isnt a funeral portrait. Its Lord Asura, First Elder corrected Ye Wanwan.


Lord Asura?


Ye Wanwan frowned and squinted her eyes, carefully inspecting the man on the phone screen.


Si Yehan also silently stared back at Ye Wanwan.


Why did... Lord Asura... die? Ye Wanwan asked a moment later.


Everyone was dumbfounded again.


Wow. Drinking alcohol seriously evoked a major disaster.


President Bai, Im still alive, Si Yehan quickly refuted.


Ehh, its not a funeral portrait. Curiosity filled Ye Wanwans face when she heard the man speaking.


Ye Wanwan carefully examined Si Yehan for a long time before pointing at him and suddenly asking, Youre Lord Asura? That cant be. Arent you... arent you that lackey Lord Asura imprisoned in the little black house...


The man in the video unwaveringly met Ye Wanwans eyes, as though he wanted to search for something in her eyes.


Did she finally remember something?


First Elder and the others all looked at Ye Wanwan, baffled. What in the world was their President saying? This man was clearly the big boss of Asura, so why did the President call him a lackey?


Sis Feng really drunk too much; she cant even recognize Lord Asura. Its not like she drank that much! Big Dipper muttered.


Sis Feng has low tolerance, Seven Star cut in.


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