At this critical moment, Crane That Doesn't Dance ignored Taciturn and continued shouting at the helpless players, "We've already surrounded these monsters, it's the perfect time to act. If you don't want to be underestimated, put your courage and passion into the battle, and take out these low-level minions to prove yourselves!"
"Kill! Kill!"
The players were heavily stimulated by Crane That Doesn't Dance's words. With renewed vigor and fiery eyes, they charged at the demons around them. For a moment, they seemed to gain the upper hand.
"Brother He, thanks!"
Taciturn wiped off his sweat, sincerely thanking Crane That Doesn't Dance. If it weren't for him boosting the players' morale, they might've been wiped out! The consequence would've been him stepping down from his day-old position as hall master.
With this thought, a hint of awe emerged in Taciturn's eyes as he looked at Crane That Doesn't Dance.