She did the same when faced with Zichuan Taoyou's request that day.
When the topic is related to the world, her temper seems to be particularly bad. She is no longer as sharp-tongued as before, nor as youthful and hot-tempered as when she confronted the event gift package. If you dare to scold her or order her, you should be prepared to be counterattacked by her with all her strength.
Another long silence.
It was Zaijiuxunge who spoke first: "What do you want from me?"
This time, Queque finally started talking about the real thing. Perhaps it was her patience in drinking and singing that made her less nervous. She asked, "Have you been to the World Pier in Midsummer?"
It was quite tortuous... The entire row of players leaning against the wall closed their eyes in pain, wishing they could ask loudly on Queque's behalf.
Everyone knew what she was going to ask, and she knew it herself, but she still asked some nonsense.
Zaijiuxunge was probably fed up with her lengthy casting times. No matter how patient she was, she didn't like wasting time. She continued, "Do you want to ask if you're in Midsummer's sigh of the world? Do you want to ask if Midsummer has anything to say to you?"
A sudden snowstorm blew up in the communication hall, and the wind and snow rushed out of the communication hall door, swept through the corridors, and blew all the players' robes and long hair into a mess.
Mistblade felt himself slapped by the light blond hair that blew into his face.
Feng Tang expressionlessly slapped the fox tail that was touching her cheek. When the tail blew over just now, it really hit her. She even suspected that Wu Ren did it on purpose!
Dawn Chan had no time to deal with the dispute on her right. Her cold eyes swept back and forth over Furious Prayer on her left, thinking about where to start. The latter's light purple braid, which was several shades lighter than her eye color, had just hit her forehead.
Furious Prayer... Furious Prayer was also busy glaring at people. Standing on his left was Fat Goose, and his hair was almost set on fire by the candle flame just now.
When the snowstorm that had swept across the entire floor stopped, Hu Er Que Que was seen standing at the entrance of the communication hall with a cold expression. She had her hands in her pockets, her icy blue hair was covered with fine snow, and she glanced at the group of eavesdropping players with a look of contempt.
Everyone stopped busying themselves, and one by one avoided Hu Erqueque's gaze. Even though everyone present was a strong man who had experienced the vicissitudes of life in various worlds and was a well-known player on the ladder, it was still a bit awkward at this moment.
A billionaire CEO personally eavesdrops on his competitor's privacy... Think about it carefully.
It's so cheap.
Hu Erqueque sneered and walked through the corridor like a fairy, sweeping his eyes and letting his contempt fall on every eavesdropping player, stinging them severely!
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The screen disappeared, and Yu Xunge leaned back in his chair. Thinking of Hu Erqueque's face trying hard to control his expression, he couldn't help but laugh.
Each one of them has such a strong sense of self-esteem...
She picked up her pen, intending to hurry and write "Tide." But just as she lifted the pen, something struck her. She said to B80, who was sitting at the table, brewing tea by the small stove, "If Wu Ren calls again, hang up!"
B80 was considerate. It asked, "Do you want me to pick up and curse for a few words before hanging up?"
Yu Xunge glanced at B80 and remained silent. He neither said to do it nor refused.
B80 stood up and saluted. "I understand what you mean. This is all my own voluntary action. If Mist Blade Moon Queen doesn't ask, you won't say anything. If she gets angry, you'll be surprised."
Yu Xunge: "...you should stop playing with Zhao Shuying in the future!"
B80: "Tulan said the same thing."
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