"The code," Steelshot demanded once again, his eyes narrowed.
If the person in front of him was an imposter and wasted his time, then he shall make the person pay dearly.
'The guild leader said Lin Feng specifically sent a person to them for an interview and tasked me to greet them. If I can't do this flawlessly, then I'll be damned.' Steelshot glared at OneManMedia, his hand ready to retrieve his gun to shoot him.
As OneManMedia was stupefied by some code authentication, he suddenly received a message and nearly choked on his saliva.
'Ha… is this a punishment for asking a favor despite not wanting to join your upcoming guild?' He wondered silently, positive that the code word he must say was meant to humiliate him.
A few seconds went by, and Steelshot's patience was wearing thin.
"Hey, are you OneManMedia or not? If you can't give me the code, then I'll kill you right here and now!" He threatened.
