"Haha, Ye Luo, you've also come to Luoyang Town, huh? Wow, Level 15 already, and you've learned Resurrect Zombie too? Seems like you're doing pretty well."
"Hehehe, just normal stuff, I'm nowhere close to you, Feng. Your fame in Luoyang Town is like thunder piercing the ear. Solo killed a Level 29 Qi Gong Master—tsk tsk, it feels so surreal. Don't tell me you're cheating?"
"Haha, cheating, you're joking, right? This is skill, man. The title of a game master isn't for nothing."
Seeing an old friend had lifted Xiao Jie's spirits, and he was in the mood for some playful banter.
Dongfang Sheng, however, was utterly baffled.
Solo killed a Level 29? Behind the computer screen, Dongfang Sheng's face was full of question marks. Are you kidding me? Even novels wouldn't dare write such outrageous stuff.
But recalling the respectful attitudes of those street vendors toward "Feng," it seemed it might actually be true.
This... I must cling onto these coattails.
