"Contempt? Why? Do you despise the red-faced bald man's actions or his words?" Feng Xuexin pondered internally, yet showed nothing on the outside. Though he acknowledged he could forcefully break the game, it remained unnecessary.
Compared to blowing up the game completely, he was more interested in observing this veteran's strategies for future reference.
The woman with a noose around her neck didn't respond to the bald man's question, and the beer-bellied student didn't interject. During the brief silence, distrustful powers grew, and at this moment, the man who previously knocked on the door to summon Feng Xuexin suddenly spoke up:
"You say she's either stupid or evil, but aren't you no better? Have you forgotten how KP refers to ghosts? Partners! This term isn't used to describe enemies. You see, in this game, trust isn't placed in players from the same game, but rather in the ghosts that possess each person!"
