How could it be sweat?
Yang Nianxia was bold yet meticulous; there was no way he would be scared into sweating...
"Not sweat?"
Luo Guixing's expression changed. Seemingly realizing something, he hurriedly moved two steps to the side.
Fuck, it wasn't sweat!
"What's wrong with you?"
"Are you trying to become a traitor?"
Ye Xinglan stormed over to confront Yang Nianxia.
Her temper was volatile, and anger had long since clouded her mind. She simply could not think calmly.
Although the sight of Yang Nianxia catching Tang Wulin had been painful to the eyes, in her view, it was undoubtedly an ironclad act of betrayal.
"Haven't you guys failed to win over Wu Sidu and Xu Yucheng yet?"
Yang Nianxia said as though it were only natural.
"You fence-sitter!"
Ye Xinglan was about to explode with rage.
What kind of freak was this?
How could a fence-sitter be this self-righteous?
Ye Xinglan had never seen a more shameless fence-sitter than Yang Nianxia!
Look at the Dragon Clan Squad, strong and flourishing. Then look at their own ragtag bunch of useless losers. She truly felt the urge to bash her head against a wall and die.
There wasn't even the slightest hope in sight.
"I don't do things I'm not sure about."
A fence-sitter?
Yang Nianxia neither confirmed nor denied it.
How did that saying go? A wise man submits to circumstances!
The undercover plan was only one option. If Ye Xinglan and the others had no chance, then honestly becoming Tang Wulin's underling would not be bad either.
"Phew... phew..."
Ye Xinglan took deep breaths, forcing herself to calm down.
A little friction within a team was perfectly normal.
Her own side was a complete mess. Did that mean her enemies were truly united as one?
Ji Fengyu was the