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After leaving the team, the adventurer ladies regretted it deeply

Lin Da, a former professional player, arrived in the game "Mystic Continent" and aimed to team up with a few "Young Ladies" from Another World to conquer fifty levels of Mystic Realm and become the strongest adventurer squad. However, ever since the team had risen to fame, they had changed somewhat. "Why is your healing so slow? I almost got killed by the Magical Creatures." "The reason your level is so low is that you don’t train diligently, always have crooked thoughts about us. This 23-year-old guy is so disgusting." "Better leave the team and become my servant instead; my pet dog just needs a playmate." The attitude of the three Young Ladies chilled Lin Da’s heart, and he opted out of this team that he had been with for three years and had grown deeply fond of. Only then did they realize who the core of the team really was. When they regretted their actions too late and tried to apologize to Lin Da, seeking to join his team, Lin Da glanced at the team composed of prettier and hotter beautiful girls behind him and said helplessly: "Sorry, my team is full."

Panda Walker · 都市
分數不夠
450 Chs

Lia's Mother's Invitation

In no time, the crowded hall had cleared to make a straight, wide path.

Tap, tap, tap!

This was the sound of heavy iron-plated boots striking the ground.

The approaching footsteps were steady and forceful, creating a sense of oppression in the air that felt almost tangible, bearing down upon those present.

This behavior was undoubtedly extremely arrogant, recklessly releasing an aura that seemed to say to the adventurers: I am here, make way!

But it has to be said, the newcomer had the confidence to act this way.

Lin Da and his group were among the crowd when Kafni, shocked, exclaimed, "Impressive, must be Level 30."

Level 30, Star-ranked adventurer!

In White Dove City, perhaps only members of the White Dove Adventure Group possessed this rank.

Lin Da looked toward the entrance of the hall with a solemn expression.

The entrant was a young man with fiery red hair tied in a ponytail, his eyes as sharp as daggers, and a thin sword hanging at his waist.