Chapter 782 Hidden Conspiracy


    Mildred fought tooth and nail with Erica but to no avail. The Sorceress was simply too sly, too far, and too strong for her to effectivelynd her attacks, especially since the former was flying.


    "Just what kind of juice did Zion make you drink for you to be this strong?!" Mildred shouted. "I want some of it too!"


    "Damn! Did you hear that? She wants some juice as well!" A young man in the audience gasped.


    "Now I''m curious. Did Lady Erica drink ''that'' kind of juice from Zion?" another young manmented.


    "Bro, you''re making me imagine things I don''t want to imagine."


    "Same, bro. I guess I''ll use this material tonight."


    On the stage, Thirteen raised the microphone close to his mouth and spoke.


    "How did you know that she drank my juice?" Thirteen asked. "Also, I gave her many kinds of juice. Just what kind of juice are you talking about? What color is the juice? What does it taste like? I need details."


    The corner of Mildred''s lips twitched because she didn''t expect that her random shout was something that really happened. "How should i know what kind of juice it is?!" Mildred answered. "But, I''m guessing that it should be white, or something close to that color!"


    Watching the battle from the audience stands, Sherry covered her beet-red face with both hands.


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