Eagle Snipe indeed came over to Hundred Ghost's office to gloat at his misery.
Why wouldn't he?
They might be from the same branch, but they were also competitors.
Since either one of them could have been the one to receive such a tragic fate, Eagle Snipe was pleased that the unlucky one wasn't him.
Nevertheless, his satisfaction was fleeting as his expression gradually turned cold.
"Although I'm happy about your misery, that player disrespected the Reaver Guild." Eagle Snipe said coldly. "Anyone that disrespected us should be dreaming if they think they can survive in the Divine World."
Suppressing his emotion, Hundred Ghost also nodded his head in agreement.
They were competitors, but that didn't mean some Tom, Dick, and Harry could mess around with them.
