900 Grand Slam

"How many stockings did you guys get again?" With a cigarette in his mouth, Ye Xiu turned his head and asked Wei Chen amicably.

Wei Chen’s expression was rather twisted. 18 stockings had been their record. When he saw Ye Xiu and Steamed Bun in a predicament earlier, he repeatedly blabbed about his achievement to Ye Xiu. Eighteen stockings was shocking enough to most. The current team in the lead on the rankings only had 31 stockings total, which had been acquired over the course of three events.

But now, Ye Xiu and Steamed Bun had taken all 20 stockings for themselves. Hearing Ye Xiu’s question, Wei Chen was certain that, if he was in that map, he would definitely sell out Lord Grim’s position.

"Don’t be so happy. It’s not over yet." Wei Chen said.

"You don’t think I’ll be able to last for 120 seconds?" Ye Xiu smirked.

Wei Chen was unable to respond.