With the disappearance of the Godslayer Hall, the grudge between this once famous assassin organization and Meng Jingtian was settled. The game became much calmer.
The players were calm, but the npcs were lively.
A rumor began to spread among the npcs of the mysterious dragon country. Their crown prince had suffered divine punishment for blasphemy.
Not long after the news spread out, Nangong Qi, who was furiously leveling up and venting his anger on the small monsters, heard a system message.
“Ding! Because of your blasphemy, the people of the dark dragon kingdom’s friendliness toward you has decreased by 10 points!”
Nangong Qi was stunned. Before he could react, he noticed that the palace guards who had been following him to help with the monster farming suddenly quit.
“Why did you stop? Are you trying to slack off? !”Nangong Qi, who was already filled with anger towards Meng Jingtian, immediately berated the few guards.
