"Demon Robe, it's you!" Baili Changcheng stared at Demon Robe's face, which was covered up in a leather mask, and his eyes gleamed. He shouted, "What do you want?"
Demon Robe let out a cold laugh, and with a wave of his hands, hundreds of players stepped forward in unison, trapping Baili Changcheng and the rest within. "Isn't it quite obvious? But I am curious—what are you all doing here? This is the Dark Shrine's territory, do you understand what that means? Oh forget it, a wimp like you who lives off your family's wealth, what better can you know?"
"Qiu Yuan, Bu Yi, I will stall for time here. Both of you go now," Baili Changcheng's expression turned hard, but he secretly sent this message to both girls in their team's channel.
"Neither of you can die, or else I will find it hard to answer to Fu Sheng."