A bunch of garbage

Seven Star dryly glanced at Seven Star and snorted. He didn't say anything else to Big Dipper and turned to leave.

"Seven Star, you dare to look down on me?!" Big Dipper heatedly chased after him.

…

Ye Wanwan finally relaxed upon seeing Seven Star and Big Dipper leaving.

Thankfully, not everyone was so hard to fend off.

From the current looks of it, she didn't need to worry about Big Dipper. The main problem was Seven Star, but there were probably other people aside from Seven Star to worry about.

Thankfully, Seven Star couldn't completely deny she was Bro Flattop. She would be dead already otherwise.

An unknown amount of time passed before a knock was heard from the conference room's door.

Ye Wanwan straightened up and calmly called out, "Enter."

Dozens of people entered the conference room.

"Greetings, President!"

The members of the Fearless Alliance had different expressions on their faces when they saw Ye Wanwan, but they all saluted her.

"En." Ye Wanwan calmly nodded as a greeting.

These dozens of people were probably the senior management of the Fearless Alliance. How could they have a low status in the Fearless Alliance if they came to personally greet the president of the Fearless Alliance, Bro Flattop?

"President, it's truly great that you're back… After President went missing, the other major factions looked down on our Fearless Alliance more and more. Especially in recent years, because our president isn't here, a lot of branches betrayed the Fearless Alliance, causing the Fearless Alliance's power to lessen… President, what do you think we should do?" a middle-aged man wearing a suit asked Ye Wanwan.

Ye Wanwan's expression didn't change. Seven Star probably sent these people to test her again.

If she was really Bro Flattop, she would have her own type of solution. But if she was fake, the slightest carelessness would expose her identity.

Ye Wanwan icily assessed the middle-aged man. "A bunch of garbage!"

Her audience all jumped.

"I merely left for a few years, but you caused the Fearless Alliance to degenerate and weaken to this extent? Aren't you ashamed to ask me what we should do?!" Ye Wanwan coldly rebuked them and harshly slapped the end table.

"Pardon this subordinate, President! This subordinate was useless!" Cold sweat seeped onto the middle-aged man's forehead, and he didn't dare to say anything else.

"President… He can't be blamed… After all, you were gone for so long, President… Some enemy factions saw that you weren't here, so they schemed against us, and there are also those traitorous branches… We're at our wit's end," an elderly man said coldly.

"What? You're shoving all the blame onto me? It's because of me that the Fearless Alliance declined, is that right?" Ye Wanwan turned to the elderly man.

"This subordinate wouldn't dare. I didn't intend on blaming President either… I was just telling the truth," the elderly man said.

"Heh…" An icy smile curled up on Ye Wanwan's lips. "Don't find an excuse for your mediocrity and uselessness, understand?"

The corners of the elderly man's lips twitched, but he nodded in the end. "I understand."

"Alright. Make a list of those branches who turned traitorous and those factions who dared to provoke Fearless Alliance these past years and give it to me," Ye Wanwan coldly ordered.

"Is the president planning to seek retribution from those traitorous branches and opposing fractions?" Big Dipper turned to Ye Wanwan.

"I have my own plans," Ye Wanwan coldly replied.