Clearing an Area

The atmosphere turned deadly silent amidst DeathLingers— the usually quiet one to rat Steelshot out.

"Curse you, Steelshot!" Initially still in a daze, Ardent Lance soon comprehended the meaning and realized he was indeed not wrong in his deduction. 

Steelshot had truly pushed him forward, causing him to be the person in the worst state. 

However, Ardent Lance couldn't even cause any trouble before Xu Feng coldly shouted. 

"Enough!" 

Xu Feng stepped in between the two of them and continued, "Are you here for the raid or to have an internal trifle constantly? If it's the latter, then I'll gladly boot you two out and complain to your respective guild leader." 

Upon the mention of their deeds being reported to their guild leader, both of them shivered in fear.

'Have the guild leader know I failed my mission?' Ardent Lance's face turned ghastly pale as he could already imagine the scene that he would be receiving.