"Big South, there're suddenly more people!" The two men had sent Southern Lone Blade a message the moment something unexpected occurred.
"What?"
"That Priest from Thousand Miles Drunk's mercenary group, Vast Lushness, and even Brother Assist, we can see them right now," Glue informed.
"Have they spotted you guys?" Southern Lone Blade asked.
"It's probably just a matter of time…" Reckoning that it was inevitable for them to enter the three's sights, Glue and Flame Singed Clothes were already mentally preparing themselves for the coming confrontation. This time, they would not let them get the upper hand in the eventual verbal exchange just like what War Without Wounds had done. That was the thought the two men had as they secretly drafted lines in their mind. Coming up with a selection of degrading words that would appropriately convey their contempt, they waited for that bunch of players to come crowding around them.
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