"Black Eyes?" Lin Jie sized up at the masked Mages in black. He could not tell the quality of their equipment due to the hidden stats of their capes. However, it was not hard to guess from their postures that they were a bullying and arrogant team. If they had eight legs, they would be walking like a crab.
Although the leader's words were polite, his tone was extremely unfriendly, implying that if they did not leave, his team would start the battle straight away. Obviously, he wanted to force all of them to leave.
Upon seeing that Lin Jie was still hesitating, the leader gave a cold sneer. Then, a strange dark-green ghostfire was gathered in his hands. It sent out a smell of corrosion as if it had been infused with countless poisons.
