"Oyy! Stop following us! Buzz off!" cried Zhang Yang. For a while now Zhang Yang and his party had been flitting about, trying to remain inconspicuous, while One Sword Stroke, Snow Seeker and Greensleeve Prince had followed them closely. Zhang Yang was immensely annoyed. With such a large number of player concentrated in a small area, it would surely attract the attention of the boss! If that happens, they would be in serious trouble!
Lo and behold, speak of the devil and he doth appear. Moucander tugged on his reins, and rode like the wind towards Zhang Yang!
"Oh @#$#@!" Zhang Yang face turned white. These idiots!
Most unhelpfully, One Sword Stroke and Snow Seeker scattered from his party.
Moucander paused only a brief second, and decided to charge towards Zhang Yang.
"Mother f*cker!" Fatty Han cried. They were very well aware of the boss’ power by now!
Zhang Yang immediately called out, "I’ll take the boss! RUN!"
"But--!"