"Eh… Yeah." Nameless Nie nodded.
"If my slap lands on your face, you might die." Ye Wanwan raised her hand, wanting nothing more than to kill Nameless Nie with a slap.
If her newly created Rose of Death attracted attention from the wrong people, the consequences would be severe.
"Sister, don't be scared. The Rose of Death… it's history… Forget about your newly founded Rose of Death; even if you created a new faction and called it 'The Father of the Independent State,' it'd be fine… It's just a name, don't worry," Nameless Nie asserted.
"…" Just what kind of demon and malevolent spirit is Nameless Nie? "The Father of the Independent State"… Haha, why didn't he outright say "The Grandfather of the Independent State"?!
"I'm asking you—what's the situation with the Rose of Death? Tell me everything," Ye Wanwan ordered impatiently.
