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Gan Ziwen and Honey Fool caught their breath.
They caught a glimpse of the Black Messenger's face, where under the twisted black mist, there seemed to hide a pair of bloodthirsty eyes, sending shivers down one's spine.
They lowered their heads, avoiding direct eye contact.
"What the hell? He actually knows we're scouting!"
"I looked it up before, and it seems if an NPC's Insight is high enough, they can sense when players are scouting... It's also possible our levels are vastly different."
"I think it's both. (bitter smile emoji)"
"Sorry sir, we were rash... We apologize to you."
Gan Ziwen stood up and respectfully bowed to Chen Lun, hand on chest.
Chen Lun couldn't help but chuckle to himself.
"Destiny has guided me to find the two of you..."
He crossed his hands and placed them on the table, his unseen "gaze" staring directly at the two players across from him.
