"Damn it! Do they really think that joining a formal organization means they have a backer and can act recklessly?"
Ye Rong wasn't sure whether to laugh or get angry as he swept his eyes over the golden imprisoned cage around him, which he could easily shatter with a flick of his sword light.
These low-ranking players who couldn't even make it onto the Clan's regular roster and could only stand guard on the periphery were usually the ones who were the worst off in the Clan, and their lack of strength was self-evident.
"Did you hear that? If you don't follow the orders, you'll be apprehended as a spy!"
Facing the shouting players, Ye Rong gave a cold smile. His Shaoyang Divine Thunder Network had already been released from his hand.
