Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

“I didn’t expect I’d become a chess piece in the Fearless Alliance I created with my own hands… What a joke this is.” Ye Wanwan chuckled aloofly.

“You… really are Sis Feng?” Seven Star examined her.

“Seven Star, I rescued you from the slums when you were nine years old, and you’ve followed me ever since. Do you remember that?” Ye Wanwan asked.

“I remember…” Seven Star nodded after a moment of silence.

Ye Wanwan smiled with satisfaction. Good, good, this was information that she weaseled out of Big Dipper earlier.

“Sis Feng… I…”

Seven Star wanted to say something else but was interrupted by a Fearless Alliance member reporting that emissaries from Asura were there to see her.

“Asura…” Ye Wanwan’s brows furrowed deeply when she heard that.

A moment later, several men entered the conference room with large strides. The leading man cupped his fists toward Ye Wanwan and greeted her: “President Bai, it’s an honor to meet you.”

“What does Asura want from us?” Ye Wanwan asked coldly.

“President Bai, our Lord Asura won’t seek retributions for past events… However, as a group situated in this territory, the Fearless Alliance has to pay half their profits as tribute every month. This is the rule; I think you should understand!” the leading man declared with a haughty expression.

“Heh… What a joke!” Ye Wanwan shot up instantly and stared at the Asura members. Her expression became harsh as she said, “You should look into what kind of person I, Bai Feng, am! I only accept tributes; no one has dared to demand tributes from my Fearless Alliance…”

Ye Wanwan glanced at the emissary sardonically and sat on the sofa with her ankle on one knee. “What do you think of this? From now on, your Asura will hand over half of your revenue every month to our Fearless Alliance as tribute!”

“What… what did you say…?” The leading man’s face was dark and full of disbelief; he never would’ve expected Ye Wanwan to say such a gutsy thing.

“Go back and tell Lord Asura that if he wants a tribute, he should come see me himself! You better not make me say that a second time! I think you should know the fate of the people from Asura who came to obtain tributes back then,” Ye Wanwan threatened icily.

After fumbling around for so long, she was now a professional imitator of Bro Flattop’s speech and style.

“Alright, I’ll bring President Bai’s words back to Lord Asura… but you’ll have to take responsibility for the consequences yourself, President Bai… We’re leaving!” The leader waved his hand with clenched teeth and led his lackeys out of the room pompously.

…

At the same time, in the forbidden zone of the Independent State, in an independently standing hall:

On the chief seat placed in the center of the hall, there was a man dressed in a black suit with icy eyes that never seemed to melt, his powerful aura sent people trembling.

Beneath him, a brunette in a suit looked up at him and said, “Heh, the Fearless Alliance’s guts are truly the same as before… They dare to sprout arrogant nonsense and demand Lord Asura personally see her? Master, since Bai Feng is so imprudent, let’s issue Asura’s Garrote Order! I wager it’s been a long time since the Independent State has seen our Asura’s Garrote Order!”

The man sitting in the chief seat didn’t speak for a long time. A while later, he coldly ordered, “Dismissed.”

“My lord… then the Fearless Alliance…” a middle-aged man beneath him asked with a dissatisfied frown.