If Piece of Sh*t was willing to fight Asura, couldn't she just sit back and relax?
At that point, the Martial Arts Union would give triple the price. She would give Piece of Sh*t one-third and keep the remaining two-thirds.
"I'm not interested," Piece of Sh*t replied calmly.
"There's a lot of money! A lot of money!" Ye Wanwan added enthusiastically.
"How much money?" Piece of Sh*t looked at Ye Wanwan.
"About this amount…" Ye Wanwan whispered.
"I'm uninterested in outside factions and won't interfere with them. Otherwise, do you think the Fearless Alliance would've survived until today?" Piece of Sh*t asked Ye Wanwan.
"…"
Could it be that Piece of Sh*t wasn't being merciful toward the president of the Fearless Alliance?! He simply wasn't interested in attacking!
"Miss Ye… You probably aren't just a door seller, right?" Piece of Sh*t's unfathomable eyes suddenly turned toward Ye Wanwan.
