With Ye Wanwan’s tolerance, it would be fine if she drank a little bit of weak alcohol. But she’d definitely get drunk without a doubt if she drank half a bottle in one breath, let alone hard liquor like this with a high alcohol content…
Ye Wanwan staggered a little and sat on the office chair, staring at the spiraling ceiling.
She remained cautious ever since she came to the Independent State, afraid she would take one wrong step, so she didn’t dare to drink too much alcohol and allow herself to be in a muddled state of mind.
Otherwise, if she said or did anything wrong while drunk, it could cost her her life.
Thankfully, Bro Flattop herself didn’t drink alcohol often, and there weren’t many occasions that required her to drink alcohol.
Who would’ve expected her to fall into Piece of Sh*t’s pit this time?
Outside the office, Big Dipper and Seven Star were casually conversing when they saw hundreds of senior-tier and middle-tier members surrounding them.
Seven Star looked at the crowd rushing toward them with furrowed brows, clueless about what had happened.
“What is it…” Big Dipper was bewildered by the aggressive people and walked forward immediately. “Hey hey hey, what are you doing? Why did so many of you run here? Don’t disturb Sis Feng from her rest!”
“Rest?”
A middle-aged man first examined Big Dipper before snorting and saying, “Her rest isn’t urgent. In a few days, your Sis Feng can rest forever!”
Big Dipper was startled and looked baffled. He didn’t understand this middle-aged man’s words at all. What did he mean rest forever after today?!
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