None could have ever imagined the usually cold and aloof Crimson Heart would play dead one day.
"200 set within a week. I would probably play dead too." Zhao Kai commented on the side. He could hardly imagine himself spending cooped up in the crafting room for a prolonged duration.
Hell, not even his training session would be that intense.
Lightning Blade didn't dare to comment on Crimson Heart's faking death. He wasn't courageous enough like Zhao Kai to commentate without hesitation.
Nobody wants to offend Crimson Heart in the guild unless they want to pay a bunch of money to repair their gear's durability.
"Hmm, should I make it 250 instead?" While the atmosphere was starting to get awkward, Xu Feng's voice suddenly resounded.
Just when Zhao Kai and Lightning Blade were about to call him black-hearted, Crimson Heart suddenly jolted awake.
"Oh my, I'm cured!" Crimson Heart glanced at her palm and her surroundings.
