"Fucking hell, who would have thought that one of Candle Dragon’s lapdogs would come from Sky City?!" Li Chengfeng spat in disgust. "Little Piglet, you are one of the best players in Sky City, but you’re actually helping Candle Dragon obstruct Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls?! Do you have no shame man?!"

Little Piglet’s gaze turned dark but he didn’t say a word in response. He simply held onto his sword and stood there.

At this moment, more people started emerging from the forest. The player at their head was precisely the leader of Hegemon Palace, Pillar of the Nation. It seemed as if that punk Wang Dongliang had been recruiting again recently, as all the players around him were elite players higher than Level 140. In fact, their levels outstripped their own guild leader. Little Piglet was outstanding even in that group. The Level 147 Cold Wind Swordsman was a force to be reckoned with.

Wang Dongliang was an extremely handsome man. He walked forward and arched a perfectly-groomed eyebrow and said, "What do you mean by ‘Candle Dragon’s lapdogs’? My Hegemon Palace has never bent the knee to Candle Dragon. The only reason why we are interfering with you here is because Hegemon Palace was designated as an enemy guild by Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls. Is there anything wrong with us attacking an enemy guild?...