“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: “…”
…
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.
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