Lu Xun stood tall atop a bamboo branch, looking at the game nicknames above the players' heads. It would be strange if he couldn't tell they were players.
In the crowd, hardly anyone had a decent nickname. These were all such shoddy, random names!
Among various Outer Sect Disciples, he indeed spotted a good number of professional players.
After carefully recalling, some seemed to be Demon Sect Players from his past life, while others apparently weren't. He guessed that his handsome butterfly wings had fluttered, triggering a butterfly effect.
However, Lu Xun didn't have the kind of plug-in to remember everything clearly after a transmigration. Some of his memories were, in fact, a bit blurry. Fortunately, he remembered the key points clearly.
Overall, he was satisfied with the current lineup of Demon Sect's professional players.
