Under Carl Milak's suspicious gaze, Wen Nan politely nodded and smiled at him,
"Boss Mi, I've delivered the items, I'll be leaving now. Looking forward to meeting you soon."
Saying that, Wen Nan turned around and, escorted by Yu Shujun, left the room that was filled with ghost manipulators.
A woman with a silver control motif branded on her neck stepped forward and asked,
"Master, should we follow them and take action when the opportunity arises?"
Carl Milak snorted coldly, "Jun Wuming is with him, do you really think you have a chance to make a move?
"Let's say you could make a move, it's just a clone, even if the clone dies, it can only injure the main body, it's not fatal, what's the point?
"Let's say it's his main body that came, you're my dog, if you killed him, the system would blame me. Currently, this is a roleplaying instance, maliciously eliminating other players will result in the same fate for me as it did for him. Do you want your master to die?"
