"It's you guys again!"
With rage in his eyes, the Hundred-War Boss is filled with an indescribable sense of fury.
These confrontational visitors were the same mysterious players who embarrassed him in front of his men last time, and the leader was the woman who almost succeeded in doing so.
"We've already told you guys at the Hundred-War Gate, that if you open up the Ancient Thorn Cave and let us have the right to enter, not only will we no longer oppose you, but we will also help you fend off other players from rival clans."
"Dream on!"
"Well, then there's no other choice, but to let our skills do the talking. The Hundred-War Gate might have a lot of people, but I'm afraid you don't have the guts to deal with us."
As he spoke, the man stood on a black sword-light beneath his feet, with his nose in the air and an arrogant attitude.
