"Diamond K?" Zhang Yingying couldn't care less. "Hehe, with the boss here, Boss Ronan can make up the numbers too. What am I afraid of?"
"Damn, Paper Cut Bro is that ruthless! So it's true you were dragged to Shang Ding Building this morning and nearly got sliced up? Still, Mora's totally my type—can top or bottom, can be an ace or dead weight... absolutely the ever-changing temperament type." Octopus, another active member, came online as well.
With gossip involving Extraordinary Species-level figures, the atmosphere in the group completely heated up.
"Come to think of it, hasn't the Martial Emperor joined the Card Deck yet?"
"He should be in this edition, right? And there've been quite a few changes these past few years. Jin Buhuan, Jin Tong, Gong Qi..."
"Fuck, I just realized that two-thirds of the people who need their cards changed are connected to Lord Luo."
"Boss Ronan should join the Card Deck too. I think Diamond 2 would suit him quite well."
"Boss Ronan was born low-key. He might not authorize the magazine..."
That sudden interjection triggered a row of vomiting emojis that instantly flooded the screen.
Did they really think I didn't read the group chat?
Ronan scrolled through several pages and found that he recognized every word, yet when they were put together, it was like reading a heavenly script.
He finally couldn't hold back anymore. "You can't just kill and leave the body behind. Can you explain?"
"Oh my, intellectual property costs money these days." Zhang Yingying was the first to snap back. Conveniently.
"Today's livestream was so mentally taxing. The blackboard notes were hard to copy, and screen recording burns through power, okay? If Yingying's parent-child program hadn't been keeping me awake, I'd have gone back to sleep ages ago." That was Bamboo