Marine City, Heyday.
Joan Edwin, who was still playing the game, saw the Twitter notification, got distracted and was instantly sold out by his teammates.
His hero died, but he had no mind to care. He went into Twitter and saw the photos posted by the marketing account, his face turning dark as ink.
He gave a like to the first marketing account that was bouncing around and edited a Twitter post.
Joan Edwin V:[You fucking piece of shit, is this the level of a marketing account now? Is the threshold for marketing accounts this low? @Times_Pioneer_News]
Brazenly scolding.
Abrasive language without holding back.
Just one tweet had all the netizens scurrying over to spill the tea.
[Is this considered as a slap in the face? What does this mean? Are they not really climbing up the ladder of wealth and power, or is the boyfriend not real?]
