The Gates of Hell

"Let's move. It's time for a change of pace," said Zhang Yang after all the assassin were killed.

"Huh? Why? Aren't we doing just fine here?" said Wei Yan Er, a little disgruntled.

"Could you just…urgh…never mind. The players that had just attacked us were obviously rather noob. Even though we can't see their profile information, they obviously belonged to some random unheard-of guild. The person who sent them to us had no intention to kill us. They wanted to inflict psychological stress on us. In fact, it would. Right now, we will always be on the alert and that will be a little distracting."

"Ahh. I see now. Quite sneaky, aren't they."