“Why can’t I stay here? This is my city!”Meng Jingtian looked at the players in front of him and asked.
“Your... Your City?”The players were stunned.
F * ck! This city was Meng Jingtian’s? He built it? How was that possible!
They thought that this was some prestigious big shot among npcs, a hermit-like city that could attract so many elite npcs from all walks of life.
A city built by players had attracted a bunch of grandmaster-level npcs, and even god-tier npcs?
Were they dreaming?
After all, the headquarters of those big guilds were still simple towns. Even an intermediate-level NPC was a precious treasure!
A city built by an individual player was already this awesome?
Meng Jingtian looked at the stunned players and took this opportunity to turn around and leave.
Returning to the mountain and River Pearl, Meng Jingtian looked at the final reward for killing the demon ancestor quest.
