Han Bei Song lowered his sword, “Guild Master Q-Sword, first answer me this; why did you bring so many people to Ba Huang City?”
Q-Sword faintly smiled, “It’s really nothing, just me preparing myself. If people were really trying to bully my members, then I will have to respond with force. But looking at this situation, it seems like it was because I hadn’t had a proper handle on things.”
“Guild Master!”
Behind Q-Sword, a Lv 64 Wind Elf Archer slowly floated down to the ground with his longbow in hand, “We’ve found a large group of players heading our way from the southeast; they all appear to be Yan Zhao Warrior’s men…” He whispered.
“Eh?” Q-Sword wrinkled his eyebrows, “Why did that old man come here?”
Over the horizon, a group of densely packed players came marching by with Yan Zhao Warrior at the front.
……
Sword Tears stated coldly, “There are at least 10,000 players, what is [Prague] planning?”
Q-Sword clenched his teeth, “I’ll go find out!”
After saying that, the Guild Master of [Hero’s Mound] moved on over to within 40 meters of Yan Zhao Warrior and his group. With a smile, he said, “Guild Master Yan Zhao, it’s been a long time; have you been well? Why have you brought out so many people to Wild Butterfly Plains? A training exercise?”
Yan Zhao Warrior pumped his fist and laughed, “Not at all; I heard that [Hero’s Mound] was about to fight a war, so I brought my players to engage in it. To uphold the honor of Ba Huang City…”
Yue Qing Qian giggled beside me, “Why do I feel like uncle has suddenly become cuter recently?”
Han Bei Song laughed as well, “Cunning old man, he clearly wants to uphold [Prague]’s own honor in Ba Huang City. With [Hero’s Mound] trying to enter Ba Huang City, of course [Prague] would be affected by it…”
……
Cleanly resolving the initial matter, Q-Sword faced me once more, “Xiao Yao, if you let me revive the First Division, we will immediately pull out and return to Fan Shu City, how about it?”
I nodded, “Deal!”
Q-Sword took out a city scroll, and in the next moment, the densely packed Wild Butterfly Plains was enveloped in a bright glow, as the 10,000+ players all were transported back to Fan Shu City.
Yan Zhao Warrior laughed and pointed to the south, “Tornado, bring our men over to train…”
Tornado nodded, “Okay!’
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