"Little Yue, you've misunderstood, my aim isn't really on this BOSS—it's not too difficult to just draw it away."
The creamy young man chuckled softly, "Of course, it would be better if we could take down the BOSS. I heard that after the drop rate increased, there might be some good loot!"
"That's easy!"
Youtong's eyes gradually lit up as she blurted out, "Let Great Smokey Ghost lure the BOSS, and we set up an ambush. With over ten thousand people, we can't fail to beat a demon race BOSS, right?"
"Huh? Why should I lure the monster?"
Great Smokey Ghost howled in dismay, his face unwilling. To have a warrior like him lure a monster was practically a death sentence, wasn't it?
"Looks like your ears are itching for a scratch, huh?"
Seeing Great Smokey Ghost defy her face, Youtong stormed over with anger, her small hand turned into a pincer, reaching for Great Smokey Ghost's ear.
"Little Tong, stop fooling around."