Ugh, a queue.
He looked at the long line of forty to fifty people before him, a silent line of exasperation forming on his forehead.
Isn't this place supposed to be very remote?
Why are so many people eyeing it?
Are they crazy?!
Dozens of people crowded in front of the hidden entrance: mercenaries, players, and some money-crazed hoodlums, most of them disorganized individuals. At this moment, they all seemed to have quite the decorum, obediently queuing up to jump into the sewer from the manhole cover.
After Yu Liang arrived, he naturally lined up at the very end of the queue without making a scene by cutting.
However, the low-key Yu Liang still attracted the attention of some people in the queue. A skinny man walked out of the line and approached Yu Liang.
The skinny man's face was covered with a red half-mask, somewhat resembling the style of "Zu" in the movies.
"Brother, heaven king covers earth tiger?" the skinny man whispered to Yu Liang as he stood beside him.
