Li Yao had no intention of chatting with them; he handed over the task and left without even bothering to make small talk.
These people were quite capable; in fact, if he had given them direction, they might have been able to defeat the Lizardmen's team.
But he didn't like these people; it was just a game, he didn't understand what these so-called experts had to be proud of.
Just because someone wasn't good at a game, it didn't mean they were inferior; everyone had their own strengths.
Moreover, as far as Li Yao was concerned, these self-proclaimed experts were just veteran players, having nothing extraordinary about them except the duration they had played the game.
The Purple-Golden Raging Fire and the Hunter tried to keep Li Yao a few times, but seeing his firm attitude, they didn't insist.
They sighed inwardly. They had offended him terribly before - now it was awkward to speak pleasant words.
