When those words came out of Qin Ruo's mouth, Crackpot's clamoring voice in the igloo instantly ceased. The several players, who were shouting and beating drums in the distance, also shut their mouths one by one after they made contact with Ironjail River's cold eyes.
For players who relied daily on Crackpot to get by in the game, an official member of Netherspirit's Claw was not someone they could afford to offend.
Not to mention, those people had gone seeking proof from Sable Eclipse and Haohmaru before about him. That Level 43 Beastblood Berserker, Ironjail River, who only had subpar equipment was, in fact, a man with some reputation in the Netherspirit's Claw League—he had some reputation among the Beastblood Berserkers at the very least. His popularity was above Haohmaru's, and his level, as well as equipment since the past few days, had also been more superior than Haohmaru's…