Chapter 2233
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"Sir …"
Soon, the elite from the Direct Line who was sent flying by Ye Wanwan crawled back up and walked toward the black-robed man with an incredibly respectful expression.
The black-robed man ignored him and looked at Ye Wanwan instead. "You're very good. Nie Linglong also died in your hands."
Ye Wanwan's lips turned up. "How is it? Your heart aches?"
"My heart aches?" The black-robed man couldn't help but shake his head. "He was merely a dog in my hands. If he died, he died."
Before Ye Wanwan could respond, the elite from the Direct Line tied Ye Wanwan up at the black-robed man's signal and brought her to the Fearless Alliance's personal dungeon. As for Third Elder and Seven Star, they were tied up in the office.
…
Inside the dungeon, Ye Wanwan was tied up to the side by the elite from the Direct Line. The elite snorted. "President Bai, you're the first person to make sir personally act."
Ye Wanwan didn't say anything as she stared at the black-robed man nearby.
"President Bai, I advise you to be more sensible and hand over the item," the Direct Line member coldly shouted at her.
"What item?" Ye Wanwan was expressionless.
"Of course it's the ring." The Direct Line member said, "That's what sir wants. President Bai, don't put up a futile resistance."
"Heh, what a pity. I destroyed that ring already," Ye Wanwan said with a snort.
Before the Direct Line member could say anything else, the black-robed man stood up and walked toward Ye Wanwan, his gaze quickly landing on her tightly clenched fists.
The black-robed man walked forward and stared at Ye Wanwan. "Open your hands or else I'll kill the two people upstairs right now."
Ye Wanwan furrowed her brows deeply when she heard that.
Ye Wanwan had no choice but to open her fists.
The black-robed man carefully took out the ring from Ye Wanwan's hands, appearing to place great importance on this ring.
Ye Wanwan couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. This ring was actually a counterfeit. She previously asked Big Dipper's mother, and it had nothing to do with the Rose of Death.
Ever since Ye Wanwan learned this ring represented the supreme power of the Rose of Death, she hid it and wore this counterfeit on her body mainly to confuse others.
Just now, she had purposely held the ring in her hand and acted as if she valued this ring very much, just to deceive the man in black robe.
Ye Wanwan believed this black-robed man had never seen the real deal.
At this moment, the black-robed man stood still and carefully examined the ring.
"This ring represents misfortune … Give it back to me!" Ye Wanwan shouted.
Only then did the black-robed man look up at Ye Wanwan.
The black-robed man ignored Ye Wanwan and slipped the ring on his finger.
"Sir, is it this ring?" The direct descendant asked.
"It should be," the black-robed man said.
"Then … Madam … why don't you leave first? I'll clean up the mess here …" A lecherous smile surfaced on the Direct Line elite's face as he examined Ye Wanwan.
The president of the Fearless Alliance truly had an outstanding appearance …
"Do you know what I hate the most in my life?" The black-robed man calmly asked.
"Ah?" The direct descendant was taken aback.
"What I hate the most in my life is men who abuse women," the black-robed man said.
Without waiting for the direct descendant member to regain his senses, the black-robed man grabbed him by the neck. In at most half a breath's time, there was a cracking sound, and the direct descendant member's neck had been broken by the black-robed man.
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