Bab 1890: Even a honey-pot trap isn't effective?

Seven Star lost all desire to respond to Big Dipper's point of emphasis.

Ye Wanwan propped her head and glanced at them. "What are you two mumbling about?"

As they spoke, the car arrived in front of the banquet hall. Ye Wanwan straightened her clothes and stepped out of the car.

To preserve the last of the Fearless Alliance's face and pride, Ye Wanwan didn't wear any formal attire and stayed in her carefree outfit.

When Seven Star saw Ye Wanwan about to enter, he hastily walked forward and blocked Ye Wanwan. "Sis Feng, wait…"

"What is it?" Ye Wanwan sent Seven Star a questioning look.

"Sis Feng, we really aren't suited for this kind of setting. I think…"

Before Seven Star could finish, Ye Wanwan's gaze shot past him and fixated on a point behind him.

"Sis Feng?"