838 Song of Despair

BANG!

Zhong Xiu Hua's fist had only made a tiny bump on the plastic table in his office. With rage, he lifted his right fist and slams it down again as if he was dissatisfied for not being able to break it. "How is Lone Desert Smoke taking all the good stuff in the game! How could we allow Lone Desert Smoke – no! How could be allow Zhang Yang to beat us!? US!? We are the Eternal Flame guild! Is th1is goes on, how are we going to be China's number one guild?"

Standing on the opposite side of the table were two grown men in their early adulthoods. They were Scholar Musou and Longrich. Both of them stood there like scarecrows, motionless as they could not muster up any excuses to answer Zhong Xiu Hua.

The atmosphere of the office grew heavier.