More than a dozen game-related prompts flashed on Fang Heng's retina.
The players...were really troublesome!
Fang Heng was rather speechless.
And Sandy too! Before entering the city, Wei Tao had repeatedly told him to be low-key, but now he had started to attract hatred for himself.
Helplessly, this was just how NPCs were.
Now that things had come to this, Fang Heng simply took a few steps forward and stood in front of everyone with his identity as a participant.
Everyone was secretly suspicious.
Such a young feudal lord and he wanted to build a ghost tower in his territory?
Was he that rich? And why did it have to be the ghost tower?
Was it because he had a powerful necromancy mage under him?
Randolf's eyes also flashed with a bit of surprise. Thinking of Fang Heng's identity as a necromancer, he suddenly had more doubts about the authenticity of constructing the mage tower.
