Yang Qizhou felt perplexed and asked, "Did your game character snatch some valuable item from them right in front of their eyes?"
"No way, my game character only just started doing quests and is still in the stage of searching for clues. Forget high-level magical items, I haven't even seen the tiniest scrap of material yet... Brother Qizhou, why are you asking me that?" Ding Xiaolan tilted her head, her face full of confusion.
No benefits at all—merely because of a war of words—those three Deceit World players were willing to risk being hunted down by the Deceit Bureau just to seek revenge?
It's not like it's some childish game of make-believe. No matter how you look at it, something about this seems off.
Yang Qizhou narrowed his eyes, watching the three who had expressionless faces—neither anger nor hostility evident—calm as if simply performing assembly-line tasks. He began to form suspicions about the true nature of the situation.
