Inside the booth, John withdrew his gaze and gently massaged his temples.
His divine power remained tightly locked on 45 on the first floor, the master assassin from AGHHO, who was completely unaware of it.
His pride as an assassin provided no warning against John's lock-on.
Not only 45, but John also spotted several other individuals with suspicious behaviors in the crowd.
These people looked no different from ordinary players, but the attribute information displayed by the Eye of Artemis revealed their true identities – other AGHHO assassins led by 45.
At the moment, they were all dressed in Wolf Guild attire, blending in seamlessly with the players.
A glint of coldness flashed in John's eyes. Wolf Guild... They really were courting disaster, daring to aid local NPCs against fellow players.
Even if they wanted to curry favor, they should at least respect some basic principles.
