In other words, Yun Bumie is still not a true War Emperor Warrior.
Ye Qingfeng shook his head helplessly. Wasting such a large portion of the Poison Spirit Pearl on a Fake War Emperor Warrior is really not worth it.
"Ye Qingfeng, you won, that's great!"
At this moment, Wu Yun ran up and hugged Ye Qingfeng, shouting happily.
Two soft masses tightly pressed against Ye Qingfeng's body.
Ye Qingfeng was slightly taken aback; he remembered his relationship with Wu Yun wasn't that good, recalling how Wu Yun once blocked him and Su Qiong's car for a drag race.
If Ye Qingfeng hadn't been worried about Zhao Zhiruo at the time and couldn't be bothered to argue, Wu Yun might have been taught a lesson by Ye Qingfeng.
Wu Yun, however, knew nothing of Ye Qingfeng's thoughts, still hugging Ye Qingfeng excitedly.
She used to have a crush on Ye Qingfeng, and now she admires him even more.
Ye Qingfeng glanced to one side, where Zhao Zhiruo was, and she smiled slightly.
