"You guys have no credibility." Little Cold Hands said loudly.
"Credibility, what's that, haha, you can only blame this guy for being too arrogant and overestimating himself." A goblin master laughed heartily.
"Bastards, without the master, you couldn't even open this door." Little Cold Hands was extremely indignant.
"You little maid, what do you know? If you keep blabbering, I'll kill you."
"This is the end of arrogance, what a joke, and in the end, we are the ones still standing."
No one sympathized with Li Yao. The masters looked on with faces of indifference, ridicule, and excitement about the forthcoming treasure.
"Stop talking, let's open the door."
"What are you waiting for? Push the door."
Following the masters' orders, dozens of melee players went to push the door, and four anxious masters also commanded their own monsters or puppets to push the door.
In reality, they were striving for viable positions to rush in first to pick the best items.
"All together, push."