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

2276 Bring me with you, woof woof woof!

Fu Mingxi stared at Ye Wanwan, wanting to say something but ended up tactfully closing his mouth.

No matter how you looked at this, the President didn’t look like she was going on a vacation. She looked more like she was going to catch a cheating partner in the act then chop the adulterous couple into pieces.

When Fu Mingxi thought of that, his eyes sparkled and he hastily said, “The President is doing the right thing! Hack that adulterous couple into pieces and feed them to the dogs!”

“What did you say?” Ye Wanwan furrowed her brows.

“Nothing. He was just asking if you wanted to bring a dog with you for your trip.” Big Dipper clutched Fu Mingxi’s mouth.

This idiot might not want to live, but they still wanted to live, alright? Why did he have to touch a sore spot?

“Why would I bring a dog?” Ye Wanwan glanced at Big Dipper.

Big Dipper mulled it over for half a day but truly couldn’t find an appropriate response, so he grinned and said, “Sis Feng, bring me with you. Woof woof woof!”

Ye Wanwan: “…”

The Independent State’s purebred Alaskan Husky title was truly justified…

That day, Ye Wanwan led a group of Fearless Alliance members and rushed to Tianshui City in a whirlwind.

As soon as Ye Wanwan arrived in Tianshui City, she couldn’t help but shake her head in marvel. The major city of the strongest state in the Twelve Independent States was extraordinary indeed. The only city that was comparable was probably China’s most prosperous Imperial City. Every corner here exuded the feeling of luxury.

Super sports cars littered the streets, and Ye Wanwan actually couldn’t name any of them.

Ye Wanwan even forgot she was currently in the Independent State.

“D*mn, our state really can’t compare to this state’s Tianshui City… None of our cities can hold a candle… Ah, Sis Feng, I don’t want to go back. I want to slowly rot in the decadence of this colorful city…” Big Dipper exclaimed as he surveyed his surroundings.

Ye Wanwan glanced at Big Dipper. “It won’t be easy to rot in decadence, so how about you rot into a corpse? I can fulfill that wish right now.”

Big Dipper turned silent as he stared at the Tang backsword in Ye Wanwan’s arms. He suddenly smiled. “Sis Feng, what’s good about this lousy place? If I stay in this city for too long, I reckon my martial arts would waste away. This city is an entire galaxy inferior to our Yun City.”

“Nonsense.” Fu Mingxi rolled his eyes at Big Dipper. “My grandfather said that Tianshui City isn’t a place Yun City could compare to. The headquarters of the Arbitration Council is located here. Their current president is named Yi Lingjun, and he’s the head of the Yi Clan. You should know the Yi Clan, right… They’re the strongest and also oldest martial-arts patrician clan in the Twelve Independent States.”

“There really isn’t anyone who doesn’t know the Yi Clan in the Twelve Independent States.” Third Elder nodded in agreement. “The current head of the Yi Clan is especially extraordinary.”

“Is he really strong in martial strength?” Ye Wanwan asked Third Elder with a tilt of her head.

Ye Wanwan had only heard of the Yi Clan and didn’t know them well. If the Yi Clan claimed to be number two in terms of prestige in the Twelve Independent States, no other clan would dare to claim to be number one. They were a genuine, great martial-arts patrician clan.

“President, this isn’t a matter of martial strength. The main point is that their theoretical foundation is very strong and they have a profound repertoire of knowledge. The current head of the Yi Clan is a true well-respected great scholar and often gives lectures on the outside frequently,” Third Elder said.

“So what you’re saying is that the Yi Clan knows how to talk glibly…” Ye Wanwan was pensive.

Third Elder’s expression changed, and he shook his head. “That’s not what I meant, President. Moreover, the current head of the Yi Clan isn’t only strong in theory but is also extremely strong in terms of strength. None of you are unfamiliar with the old man, He Lianjue, right…”