Chapter 2290
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Fu Mingxi stared at Ye Wanwan and wanted to say something but tactfully shut his mouth in the end.
No matter how she looked at it, it didn't look like she was going on a vacation. She looked like she was going to catch the adulterer in bed and chop him into pieces.
Fu Mingxi's eyes glinted, and he hastily said, "You're right, President! Chop that adulterer into pieces and feed it to the dogs!"
"What did you say?"
Ye Wanwan furrowed her brows slightly.
"Nothing. He's asking whether you should bring a big dog with you when you're going on a long trip, Sis Feng." Big Dipper covered Fu Mingxi's mouth.
This fool … he didn't want to live anymore, but they still wanted to live, alright? Why did he have to rub it in?
"Why would I bring a dog?" Ye Wanwan glanced at Big Dipper.
Big Dipper thought about it for half a day but couldn't think of an answer. He beamed and said, "Sis Feng, bring me! Woof woof woof!"
Ye Wanwan: "…"
The Independent State's purebred Alaskans truly lived up to their reputation …
That day, Ye Wanwan led the Fearless Alliance and rushed to Tianshui City in a hurry.
As soon as Ye Wanwan arrived at Tianshui City, she couldn't help but click her tongue and shake her head. The main city of the strongest state of the Twelve Independent States was truly extraordinary. It was probably comparable to China's most prosperous Imperial City and brimmed with the smell of luxury everywhere.
Ye Wanwan couldn't name any of the super sports cars on the streets, and they were everywhere.
Ye Wanwan even forgot she was in the Independent State.
"D * mn, this state's Tianshui City seriously isn't something our state can compare to … No city can compare to this place. Sis Feng, I don't want to go back. I want to slowly rot in this city filled with neon lights …" Big Dipper exclaimed as he examined his surroundings.
Ye Wanwan glanced at Big Dipper. "It's not easy to rot. How about you turn into a corpse? I can satisfy you right now."
Big Dipper was silent for a few seconds as he looked at the Tang knife in Ye Wanwan's arms. He suddenly smiled and said, "Sis Feng, what's so good about this lousy place? If you stay in this city for too long, you'll probably even neglect your martial arts. it's hundreds of thousands of miles away from our Yun City."
"Nonsense." Fu Mingxi rolled his eyes at Big Dipper. "My grandfather said that Tianshui City isn't something Yun City can compare to. The Arbitration Council's headquarters is here, and their current president is called Yi Lingjun or something. He's the patriarch of the Yi family. You know the Yi family, right … They're the strongest and oldest martial-arts patrician family in the Twelve Independent States."
"Everyone in the Twelve Independent Prefectures knows about the Yi Clan." Third Elder nodded. "Especially the current Yi Clan Leader, he is indeed extraordinary."
"Are they very strong?" Ye Wanwan tilted her head and looked at Third Elder.
Ye Wanwan had only heard of the Yi family but didn't know much about them. In the Twelve Independent States, if the Yi family claimed to be second in prestige, no other patrician family would dare to claim to be first. They were a genuine martial-arts patrician family.
"Alliance Leader, it's not a matter of martial prowess. It's mainly because they are good at theories and know a lot. The current head of the Yi family is a true grandmaster. He goes out to give lectures almost every once in a while," said Third Elder.
"So what you're saying is that the Yi family only knows how to talk …" Ye Wanwan was pensive.
Third Elder's expression shifted, and he shook his head. "That's not what I meant, President. Moreover, the current head of the Yi family isn't just good at theories; he's also extremely strong. I'm sure everyone's familiar with that old geezer, He Lianjue …"
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