Trying to get with Brother Ji?
They absolutely would not agree!
Tang Wulin and Gu Yue exchanged a look, and there was actually a bit of tacit understanding born from a shared enemy.
They were fighting over a wife. No matter who won, the meat would still rot in their own pot.
What was Wu Sidu butting in for?!
"Who are you?"
"What right do you have to stop me from adding Brother Chicken?"
"I'm a fan."
Wu Sidu frowned.
Before this, she had thought Tang Wulin and Gu Yue were Ji Fengyu's teammates. After all, Ji Fengyu was at least listed on the Genius Rankings; even as support, he could still pull together a team.
But now that Ji Fengyu had displayed such powerful strength, these people probably weren't his backers or thighs to cling to, but his underlings.
She wanted to add Ji Fengyu's contact details, and mere underlings dared to interrupt?
"A fan?"
"Are you kidding me? No means no. A defeated loser like you thinks you're worthy?"
Gu Yue lifted her head proudly and mocked her aloud.
"Trash!"
"You even had the nerve to say you wanted to challenge me and Brother Ji, but I didn't expect you couldn't even beat the Rouge Soft-Muscle Python. And you still dare covet Brother Ji?"
Tang Wulin's mouth was even more venomous.
When it came to their wife, the malice of the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King was practically overflowing.
When it came to guarding food, they were experts.
"You! You two!"
"If you're not convinced, then fight me!"
"I'll take on both of you by myself!"
Wu Sidu was furious enough to even spout nonsense about soloing the Gold and Silver Dragon Kings.
She felt wronged.
Tang Wulin mocked her for being unable to beat