Looking at the flustered Arthur Wang, who was unconsciously retreating and reaching for his waist, Lin Shuang couldn't help but laugh. "Arthur Wang, don't be too nervous. If I really want to harm you, I can just tell all your information and your location to the enemies you've accumulated over the years. Is there a need to invite you up like this and let me tell you this?
"Besides, this is a game. No matter how real it is, it's still a game. You don't have anything at your waist now. If you want to pull out a weapon, you might as well pull out the sword on your back."
Hearing Lin Shuang's teasing, Arthur Wang's hand that was reaching for his waist froze. Just as the other party had said, the only weapon he had on him was the Knight's Greatsword on his back. There was nothing at his waist.
