A group of people sat down just like that, inexplicably having a meal and drinking tea together.
The atmosphere at the Holy Sword Society was quite harmonious. Besides the four people who were originally in the hall, the Super Evolver and the player who brought the fat player also came in. Of course, not all of their people came in to eat; some were still outside.
The white-haired old man wasn't a talkative person. Holding a bowl, he didn't speak again, while the few people responsible for cleaning and cooking were less formal, chatting with Xu Huo's group as they spoke.
It was certain that they were ordinary people and didn't treat Xu Huo's group with the same wariness they had towards the Super Evolvers.
The fat player felt deceived. He wasn't very interested in the conversation, only worried that he might not be able to leave here, so he just went along with it.
