"Hmph, a bunch of fools. They're really possessed. They still have feelings for paper people.”
He raised the torch high and looked at the Sakuragi Island players who jumped off the ship in the distance. He mocked them in disdain. The Sacred Fire Guild members around him echoed his words.
The Sacred Flame Guild was one of the few big guilds that had wanted to forcefully occupy the " Profession Stone Stele " back then. After being destroyed by the wolf cubs and the Shadow Beast King group, they suffered a great loss. Their reputation plummeted.
Their overall strength had fallen by quite a bit. The guilds that could have been ranked in the first tier had now become mid-tier.
As the president, he had been depressed all these days. He was depressed all day long. Anyone else would be the same. They were extremely unwilling.
