"Don't rush, don't fight. Line up properly, I, as the leader, am not going anywhere."
The front yard of the Feather Gate was packed with people; the formation was disorderly.
Upon hearing that generous Leader Lu was distributing benefits, with everybody having a share, the players immediately exhibited their outstanding artistic bacteria, forming a long queue to submit their works.
"Leader, this is the Large-spending Sword I came up with. It doesn't require much, fully embellished with gold, spirit crystals, and diamonds. Handle here is the size of a dove's egg..."
"Get out."
"Don't, Leader, the diagram is like this, you just think about it. It doesn't necessarily need to be gold or diamonds." Player ID 'Beefy Grain' said with a shameless face.
"Leave it here, next."
"Leader, my blade is called the Blade of Zaou. It emanates a black aura as it's swung, as if the resentful spirits weep for the injustices of the world; their voices dripping with blood..."
"Scram."
