"Alright, save the complaints for later; let's first see what's going on here."
Once the dizziness subsided, Xiemen Waidao first went outside and found that his truck had just crashed into the Go game room.
From the outside, the Go room looked like an ordinary room, making it hard to realize that it was another gamer's playing field.
After looking around for a while, Xiemen Waidao, pacing back and forth at the point of impact, pinched his chin and said, "The Living Immortal really slacked off this time."
"Why do you say that?" Liuzi asked curiously.
"Formerly, in Fang Cheng's games, other aspects aside, the scale was assured. But this time, he's actually combined two scenes, indicating he's been cutting corners."
