Seven Star looked at Ye Wanwan with a pensive expression.
He originally wanted to use this meeting to test this woman but he didn’t expect her to know Trance was Oriental…
Trance was very mysterious in the Independent State, and very few people had seen his real face, so most people thought Trance was a westerner. Even Seven Star himself didn’t know Trance was Oriental until today…
Hence, Seven Star arranged for a westerner to act and test Ye Wanwan.
“Sis Feng…” Seven Star lightly called out.
“What is it?” Ye Wanwan feigned a lack of awareness and glanced at Seven Star.
“Nothing…” Seven Star mumbled with mixed feelings.
Before Ye Wanwan could say anything else, a burst of icy laughter was heard outside the door, and Ye Wanwan reflexively turned around.
A man in a black suit, around 30 or so years old with a mature gentlemanly aura, entered Ye Wanwan’s vision.
“Miss Bai, it’s been seven or eight years since we’ve seen each other, but you’ve become even prettier. If we were on the streets, I’m afraid I wouldn’t have recognized you, old friend.” The man had an extremely powerful presence and casually sat on the side after entering, calmly examining Ye Wanwan.
Ye Wanwan’s brows furrowed. This Asian man in front of her was probably the real Trance…
“What’s going on?” Ye Wanwan coldly asked the man.
“Nothing. You left the Independent State for seven, eight years and suddenly returned with a different appearance, so I naturally needed to see whether you were the real Bai Feng. If it was just a stray dog pretending to be you, wouldn’t that be bad?”
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