"Just two people—only me and Shui Niu. Everyone has their own ideas, and I can't force anyone." Hearing the excitement in
"Two? That's not bad at all," Shi Feng said with a light laugh. "Are you two busy with anything right now? If not, why don't you come over to me now?"
In truth, Shi Feng couldn't care less about Huo Wu's other teammates. She had mentioned before that her team had no ambition whatsoever—they just wanted to play Divine Realm at a leisurely pace. People like that were better off gone; it would save him a lot of trouble without needing to trim the roster.
"I don't have anything going on here anymore. I'll bring Shui Niu over right away." She had been worried Shi Feng would be disappointed, but hearing his relaxed tone, Huo Wu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
After ending the call, Huo Wu and Shui Niu said their goodbyes to the rest of the group. None of them knew when they would meet again.
"Sigh, I really don't get it. What's gotten into Huo Wu?" A middle-aged assassin in leather armor watched Huo Wu leave and couldn't help but sigh.
"I'm just as confused about what's so great about this Night Edge guy. Going up against the Martial Alliance like this—once we all make it to
The team members who chose to stay all expressed their bewilderment.
"Brother Night Edge, sorry to keep you waiting." The moment Huo Wu arrived at the fountain square, she spotted Shi Feng and the others cooling off under the shade.
"No worries. We're all finally together now. From here on out, we're all teammates. Let me do introductions." Shi Feng smiled and introduced everyone to each other.
The current roster numbered six: Guardian Knight Ke Le, Oracle Shuimian Shulan, Summoner Tanchi Xiaoshu, Priest Ziyan Liuyun, Assassin Huo Wu, and Berserker Shui Niu. It was essentially a standard dungeon squad. Among them, Huo Wu had the highest level, reaching Level 9. Following her were Priest Ziyan Liuyun and Berserker Shui Niu, both at Level 8, while the rest were all at Level 7.
It had to be said that Ziyan Liuyun had managed to reach Level 8 and beyond purely through crafting dishes—a testament to sheer dedication. If not for Shi Feng's firm orders, Ziyan Liuyun probably would never have wanted to grind any monsters or level up at all. Just making food to earn money sounded like a far better deal.
Ke Le and the others saw that Huo Wu was Level 9 and a gorgeous beauty to boot, and admiration immediately welled up in their hearts.
After all, with Shi Feng's guidance they had barely managed to reach Level 8, only to get surrounded and killed, dropping back to Level 7. Even without dying, they would only be Level 8 right now—nowhere close to Level 9. On top of that, Huo Wu's equipment was outstanding. She had Mythril Rank gear on her, and most of the rest was Iron Rank. Clearly Huo Wu was a skilled player, far better than any of them.
Having such a beautiful and powerful player join the team, Ke Le and the other two couldn't help but give Shi Feng a thumbs-up. A captain was a captain.
As for Shi Feng's level, nobody in the party could see it. He had concealed it with his
"Brother Night Edge really is amazing. It's only been half a day, but the pressure you give off has grown even stronger."
When Huo Wu saw Shi Feng again, she could clearly sense that he was different from before—like an unsheathed blade. Her sixth sense told her that Shi Feng had grown much stronger once more.
"Now that everyone's acquainted, let me explain the tasks ahead." After watching everyone get to know each other, Shi Feng addressed them formally.
But just as Shi Feng was about to lay out their next objective, the fountain square was suddenly surrounded by a group of players.
"Martial Alliance business! All unrelated parties leave immediately!"
The Martial Alliance members began clearing out the other players, taking complete control of the fountain square.
"Night Edge, you've been a real headache to track down." From within the crowd stepped a handsome young scholar—none other than Fengyun Wuhui.