"What is it? Is he the one who crashed into the guardrail when he was drunk?" Assistant He let out a sharp scream halfway through.
After Hai Tang finished her story, he began to shout again." It's over, it's over. I have to contact someone to delete the news. I can't let the fans find out!"
One had to know that as the most popular star player in his racing club, Law Cultivator had a huge amount of investment on him. Countless people had gone bankrupt to bet on him.
If something were to happen to a Dharma Cultivator, the chain of losses would be immeasurable.
The other end of the phone was suddenly in chaos. Hai Tang waited patiently for a few minutes before she heard Assistant He, who had regained his senses, say," I'm really sorry, Miss Hai Tang. I was blind! Where are you and the Dharma Cultivator now? I'll come over immediately!"
Hai Tang sent Assistant He an address. In less than ten minutes, a fat middle-aged man ran over.
