"Isn't this our Iron Skull City's most heroic adventurer, Tyrant? I've already heard about the ruins of the war. I heard that you brought back the corpses of more than a dozen dragons. It's unbelievable."
At this moment, the registrar pushed through the crowd and walked towards Lorne with a smile, "Honorable Mr. Tyrant, why have you come here personally?"
Seeing this scene, the surrounding players were jealous.
Was this the charm of the world's number one player?
Normally, when ordinary players like them walked in front of an NPC, the other party would not be willing to acknowledge them, but against Tyrant, they actually took the initiative to welcome him. The difference was too great!
"I want to create a guild of my own."
Lorne went straight to the point and stated his intention.
The surrounding guild players were dumbfounded.
This was what they were most worried about, but it really happened.
