"…"
The sudden silence was the most terrifying.
During the confrontation, the players in the hotel quietened down and they glanced at the direction of the sound. It was Wang Yu sitting in a corner, enjoying the tantalising chicken leg in his hand. He was slightly confused at either the emergence of Twelve Celestial Bodies or the sudden deathly silence.
Everyone was acquainted with the ways of the players from Quan Zhen Sect. Not even mentioning about the Twelve Celestial Bodies, if the Twenty-Eight Constellations spirit animals were present at this moment, this bunch would not even spare them a second glance.
Only the players from Quan Zhen Sect knew that Wang Yu was not being sarcastic on purpose; he was truly ignorant about the matter.
He was still lacking in basic game knowledge in certain aspects of the game so he could not fathom what the commotion was about.
