290 Monster Raid

"F*ck! D*mn, that One Inch ‘Sword’! How dare he pull off such a move! We won’t be able to leave Thunderstorm Castle unoccupied now!"

"Hmph! Obviously, he’s afraid of us!"

"You got that right! That little boy doesn’t dare take us head-on! That’s why he’s playing tricks like a schoolgirl! What a p*ssy!"

In an instant, members from Lone Desert Smoke had started to flood the guild channel with a massive number of angry complaint despite the warnings from Hundred Shots. It was clear that the system announcement was not narrowcasted to Zhang Yang alone, but to all members of Lone Desert Smoke.

Zhang Yang shook his head. There was more to this. He spoke in the party channel, "Lone Desert Smoke is big, but our presence does not necessitate the usage of such a rare item. We are strong. We are large, having 20,000 members. But all that is nothing against the might of an entire city! Our strength is not even up to scale!"

"What do you mean?"