Ye Wanwan wasn’t in the mood to continue talking nonsense with Big Dipper. Thankfully, Yi Shuihan was extravagantly rich and didn’t care.
About three hours later, Seven Star drove the car to an enormous manor.
Asura’s conference today was held inside this manor.
The manor’s front door was packed with people already, and countless luxurious cars were arriving and parking near the manor. Bosses all of the major factions and districts exited their cars and entered the manor.
Aside from the leaders of the various major factions, there were many passers-by who rushed from all over the state to witness this feast that signified Asura’s revival.
In addition, there were some special media agencies in the Independent State who were standing by and waiting for explosive news.
“Sis Feng, we’re here,” Seven Star said to Ye Wanwan.
Ye Wanwan nodded slightly but wasn’t in a hurry to leave the car. She sat in the back and assessed the situation outside the manor.
Soon, as people noticed the car driven by Seven Star, their expressions became surprised.
“Seven Star from the Fearless Alliance… He’s driving… the newcomer can’t be… the president of the Fearless Alliance, Bro Flattop, right?!”
“Bro Flattop, Bai Feng? Are you joking? Hasn’t Bai Feng disappeared for many years already? I wager it must be some senior manager from the Fearless Alliance.”
“Heh, idiot. The president of the Fearless Alliance has returned for a while already. You don’t even know that?”
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