บท 302: The Real World 3

On the other side, in a private room of an upscale club, a tight security detail surrounded the entrance, while eight or nine people gathered inside.

The atmosphere was clearly divided into two factions, with two individuals seated prominently on the sofa, embodying the central focus of the gathering.

"Mr. Lu, I hope we can cooperate smoothly," said the man across from Lu Huai, a gentle smile on his face. Yet, the sharp features of his hawk-like nose and long eyebrows shattered any sense of harmony.

The man raising his wine glass was none other than the legendary Mo Chen.

In the gaming world, any experienced player would instantly think of him or Lu Huai when the other's name was mentioned. As the leaders of the two dominant forces in the game, it was only natural for them to think of it as a high-stakes rivalry. If they were to meet, it would surely end in disaster for one or the other.