Fog Empire, Faraway Mountain Guild. Dragon Fang Guild.
The group of players looked at their leader, Kelde. He sat at the head of the round table.
The white-haired, pale-faced old player sat on the left. He spoke to Richard.
A mature female player in her early thirties spoke first.
"Master, are you saying Qingqiu personally invited our Dragon Fang Guild to participate in the construction of Ell Kingdom?"
"Moreover, Qingqiu wants to turn Ell into a player [Trading Market]?!"
Kelde had already explained the entire situation. But the news was too shocking, so she had to ask in detail.
Only a few hundred people survived the glorious troop from Kelde's return the other day.
One couldn't find the transcendents of the Knight Sect.
Everyone thought that the mission to capture the obelisk had failed.
However, they did not expect the other party to bring back a piece of news that shocked everyone.
