Ravaging the Son of Arugal
Editor: Halcyon Translations
"You shouldn’t be so proud; you need to replace some of your gear and not just hoard all of this impractical equipment. No wonder you don’t fight very well – your equipment is so bad," Lu Li said as he angrily hit the back of her head.
This girl’s equipment was all over the place. While it was full of surprises, it made her very bad at doing Instance Dungeons.
"I know! Don’t hit me or I’ll tell my dad," Hachi Chan screamed as she ran away from Lu Li. Lu Li had a habit of hitting a girl’s head when he was annoyed with them; he deserved to spend his whole life single.
There was still a long way to go to get to Shadowfang Keep, and travelers would occasionally bump into Horde players.
After all, this was place was filled with Horde activity as the Undead base camp was here. There were many low-levelled Undead players crawling out of the catacombs and beginning to explore the area.
They never thought that they would have met the hostile faction’s players so soon.