"It's about time! A Player has finally reached the summit!"
Xue An Kang waved to Wang Yi, a gentle smile on his face. "My friend," he said, "you must be incredibly powerful to have reached the summit. That Sun Wukong identity has to be fake, right? And I'm sure your real level isn't 200!"
Clearly, Xue An Kang had seen Wang Yi's forged identity information, but he didn't believe it.
Wang Yi said, "Whether it's fake or not is none of your business."
"Don't get the wrong idea. I mean no harm. It's rare to meet someone so powerful, and I simply wish to be friends."
"Friends? We're complete strangers. I'll pass."
Wang Yi waved dismissively. He said no more to Xue An Kang and sat down cross-legged. Though he appeared casual, he was wary of the man.
"Well, I suppose I brought that on myself." Xue An Kang chuckled, then turned and left. He walked off quickly, eventually entering an old, castle-like building.
'Something's... off about that guy.'
