Ye Wanwan looked up at the elderly man. So this was the Third Elder of the Fearless Alliance. He looked rather friendly and kind.
“May I ask why everyone took the initiative to seek me out today?” Ye Wanwan asked with a snort.
“We knew the president returned some time ago, but there were urgent matters that required our attention within the alliance, so we couldn’t come to pay the president a visit. We were finally free today, so we specifically came to seek forgiveness.” It was another elderly man, who was fairly getting on in years, who replied indifferently.
He might look calm and peaceful on the surface, but Ye Wanwan knew she couldn’t yield a single step in her aura today. Otherwise, her future wouldn’t be easy to traverse even if she was the real president, let alone a fake. She might even get killed without knowing how it happened.
“Heh, is that so?” A wicked and bewitching smile turned up on Ye Wanwan’s lips.
Big Dipper and the others stood a little distance away but didn’t say anything.
Meanwhile, Seven Star was constantly observing Ye Wanwan’s speech and actions, as though he wanted to find a hole in them.
“President, I’d like to ask where you’ve been all these years?” Third Elder suddenly asked Ye Wanwan.
“Heh, what great concern you have for me, Third Elder.” Ye Wanwan chuckled.
“Of course. You’re the president of the Fearless Alliance…” Third Elder began.
However, Ye Wanwan’s expression abruptly shifted before Third Elder could finish speaking.
Ye Wanwan stood up and picked up a stack of documents from her desk before harshly flinging them at Third Elder’s face.
“Old thing, do you want to die?!” Ye Wanwan shouted frostily.
Ye Wanwan’s abrupt change came completely unexpected to everyone present. When Autumn Water and Big Dipper saw Ye Wanwan’s actions, they froze on the spot involuntarily, and astonishment flickered through Big Dipper’s eyes.
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