"Zero Wing Guild? Isn't that the guild that wanted to meet the Guild Master earlier?" The brawny man with the massive shield on his back furrowed his brows, his gaze turning toward the Ranger who had come to report, his voice icy and brimming with killing intent. "They've got some nerve!"
The Vice Guild Master represented a guild's face and dignity.
Unless two guilds had completely torn off their masks of civility, it was unthinkable to kill one under normal circumstances, let alone the Vice Guild Master of their Senluo Hall.
"They killed one of ours and still dare to come visit? This Zero Wing is pretty bold!" A cold-looking young man sitting on a couch licked the corner of his mouth, his gaze shifting to Guild Master Wanxiang. "Guild Master, why don't we let our Evil Ghost Unit deal with them properly?"
"Shachi, the Evil Ghost Unit you lead is the blade of our Senluo Hall. Using it to deal with a guild from a minor kingdom would be far too excessive." Bilin suddenly intervened. "Besides, Zero Wing's visit might mean they've realized the severity of the situation and have come to apologize."
At Bilin's words, the others present nodded in agreement.
The Evil Ghost Unit was Senluo Hall's trump card. It had been primarily thanks to the Evil Ghost Unit under Shachi's command that they had managed to repel top-tier powers like the Nine Star Family. Sending the Evil Ghost Unit to deal with Zero Wing would be giving them far too much credit.
And just as Bilin had said, it was entirely possible that Zero Wing had realized the gravity of killing their Vice Guild Master and had rushed over to apologize. After all, how could a guild from a minor kingdom possibly afford to provoke a colossus like them?
"Enough!" Guild Master Wanxiang, seated in the master chair, let out a low shout. Everyone fell silent, and their gazes shifted to the level-63 Ranger who had come to report, the weight of their stares bearing down on him as sweat rolled ceaselessly down his forehead. "Go tell the others to bring the Zero Wing people to the reception room."
"Yes, sir!" The level-63 Ranger bowed hastily and left.
Before long, the stationed players of Senluo Hall led Shi Feng and his group of six from the entrance straight to the reception room. This caught quite a few free players and Senluo Hall members off guard.
"Who are they? The Guild Master is actually willing to see them?"
Senluo Hall had been growing ever more powerful in the Storm Empire. Every day, other guilds came seeking to cling to Senluo Hall's coattails. On normal days, even the Guild Master of a first-rate guild might not be allowed inside the guild's main building. Now that Shi Feng and the others were being let in, how could it not raise eyebrows?
Speculations about Shi Feng and his group's identities spread through hushed whispers.
Some players from various major powers who had been covertly stationed within Senluo Hall even began investigating Shi Feng and the others. After all, being personally received by Senluo Hall's Guild Master was no trivial matter.
In the luxurious reception room on the top floor of Senluo Hall, Guild Master Wanxiang sat in the seat of honor while Bilin, Shachi, and the others stood to the side, scrutinizing Shi Feng and his group of six. Their gazes were razor-sharp, and each of them radiated an overwhelming aura of killing intent—clearly battle-hardened veterans, every one of them possessing a presence no less imposing than Long Wu of the Dragon and Phoenix Pavilion, with some even surpassing him.
Standing guard inside the room were additionally twenty Shield Warriors and Guardian Knights in standardized silver armor. Every one of them was level 64, clad in level-60 Mithril set equipment, standing in orderly formation like a disciplined army, projecting an indescribable sense of intimidation.
Level-60 Mithril equipment might have been top-tier gear among the major guilds, but equipping twenty people with individual pieces of it would pose no problem. However, these level-60 Mithril sets were complete equipment sets, which was an entirely different matter for current guilds. Obtaining even two or three complete sets would have been considered impressive, let alone the fact that these level-60 Mithril sets had been player-crafted.
Senluo Hall's depth of resources was plain for all to see.
"I hear your Zero Wing wants to speak with me. What is it you wish to discuss?" Guild Master Wanxiang narrowed his eyes slightly, watching Shi Feng and his group as they walked in, and spoke in a deep voice. "If this is about Vice Guild Master Xiao Ming and you've come to offer an explanation, you might as well turn around and leave. I have no interest in your explanations."
The moment Wanxiang finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire hall shifted dramatically. The killing intent radiating from the twenty Shield Warriors and Guardian Knights clad in silver armor surged several-fold, plunging the temperature in the hall by more than ten degrees—as if they had been thrust into an icy hell.