"Camera, ready. Cover your faces, Brother Windcloud Nine is about to get up!"
"Leader Scum, why must we cover our faces?"
"If we lose, nobody will know who we are. If we win, we'll take off our mask."
"But..."
"Stop bickering. Old Nine is up. Brothers, let's go!"
Scumbag Wang let out a shout, emerging from the dark and leading his group of followers to charge at Brother Windcloud Nine who was just resurrected.
"If we're afraid of the humiliation from losing, then why don't we conceal our names?" One of Scumbag Wang's subordinates was confused.
Lonely Perfume knocked on that guy's head, "F*ck conceal. Is your IQ higher than Leader Scum? Or higher than me? If so, why are you and I an underling while Leader Scum's the leader?"
"I... I just can't figure it out."
"You're lucky only I heard you say this. If Leader Scum were to catch word of this, humph, you know what happens."
