WTF??
These were the three letters and two punctuation marks that the orc brother in front of Motan communicated with his rich facial expression. If it wasn't for the fact that most people who play this game are mental, this orc would probably be thinking that the kid in front of him had just escaped from a mental institution.
That blurred face, evasive expression, and secretive tone, he didn't seem like a sound-minded individual at all.
Not to mention, he had no recollection of seeing him before?!
Unfortunately, this guy standing in front of him was indeed an escapee, both from the hospital and police...
"Alright, stop pretending~" Motan chuckled and nudged the orc player's arm with his elbow, whispering, "I figured you out a while ago, you do look similar to the image in my mind, speaking of which, about the matter of adulterating clear water with Erguotou..."
The handsome orc player with flaming long red hair (indeed handsome) didn't even wait for him to finish speaking. He simply strode away, muttering under his breath something that sounded vaguely discriminatory.
"Uh, wasn't it him?" Motan scratched his head, looked around for a moment, and then burst into laughter: "Aha! It is you! I knew that guy's aura was way off from what I imagined, of course, I recognized the wrong guy!"
He rushed towards an ogre player nearby while rambling excitedly. The guy was as tall as a tower and had a weird face, just more like stung by a swarm of bees, a stitched monster that could scare anyone away.
Double Leaf, who had been squinting at Motan from a distance, couldn't bear it any longer. She rushed over and grabbed his collar, dragging him back to her, rolling her eyes, and said coldly: "It's me!"
"What you?" Motan glanced at her disdainfully, his hand waved impatiently: "I was just about to meet my buddy here, can't you see that guy over there waiting for me?"
He pointed his chin towards that stitched... Uh, the ogre, and flamboyantly waved to him, yelling: "Hey, fellow! I'm over here! About the Erguotou in the clear water..."
"It's me! Me! Me!" Double Leaf pulled Motan towards her, her eyes on fire, she yelled in a low voice, "I'm the one who broke the story about the counterfeit liquor company! It's called Palatial Jade Liquor Ltd! They were selling erguotou diluted with water that costs less than 1.5 Yuan per glass at 1888 Yuan a cup! The glitch in the system was implanted by me! You stole the internal data! We leaked the information together! Plus, you blew up that anorexic CEO's monitor on your way out! You get it?!"
This girl was almost at her breaking point, Double Leaf had just heard Motan mistake some random orc for herself. And just after he discovered his mistake, he instantly switched his attention to an even uglier creature!
Who could stand that?!
If it weren't for the rule that prohibited violence in public spaces, she would have already thrown a fireball at his face!
"Ah..." Hearing Double Leaf's words, Motan glanced at her helplessly, then glanced at the ogre brother wearing only a pair of briefs, pouting his lips: "So that's how it is. Geez, what a letdown..."
Double Leaf gritted her teeth and glared at him: "What exactly were you expecting from me?!"
"At least~" Motan suddenly changed his quirky demeanor to a light-hearted one, continuing with a soft chuckle: "You are much less composed than the little girl in front of me."
"Who are you calling…" Double Leaf instinctively retorted, but froze when she caught his playful gaze.
Although the rendering made Motan's face severely distorted in the eyes of others, Double Leaf could still feel his ironic smile and the other implication behind his words.
Not cool-headed enough...
I'm not cool-headed enough…
Where was I not cool-headed...
Wait up!
Double Leaf suddenly looked up at the man who had been her working partner over the years but whom she had never met before. Her face suddenly turned bleak, "You knew it was me all along, didn't you?!"
"How do you know that?" Instead of answering the girl's question, Motan retorted.
"I've been observing the people in this area." Double Leaf quickly recovered, gently pushing up her glasses with her index finger, muttering: "At least within the past two minutes, you shouldn't have been among the group of people around me. But when I noticed, you had already approached the orc hunk, conversing with him loud enough for me to overhear."
Motan gave a dry laugh: "Could you please refrain from using 'hit on', such a misleading term?"
"Both your timing of appearing and your proximity to me seem too coincidental." Double Leaf ignored him and continued: "Even if these two can be explained by coincidence, the targeted nature of your exaggerated actions is a little too blatant."
"Alright, I'll give you credit for that." Motan clapped his hands: "Although your belated sharp observation doesn't really deserve credit, as a gentleman, I should be more forgiving towards a beautiful girl, shouldn't I?"