Bu Lige took off his helmet, his face full of fury.
He was ready to demand an explanation from the owner.
Just then, Bu Lige noticed Yao Ziyan's gaze from behind the counter.
He took a deep breath and understood something.
The anger on his face gradually faded, returning to calm.
Demand an explanation?
Were the two big shots in this shop really the sort of people one could reason with?
He couldn't beat them, so swallowing his anger was the only way to keep living.
Bu Lige wisely slammed on the brakes at the edge of the cliff of courting death.
"Sister Ziyan, why did my game shut down automatically?" Bu Lige asked in confusion.
"Huh? Why did it exit on its own?"
At that moment, Bu Shiyi beside him also let out a puzzled cry.
She took off her helmet and looked at Yao Ziyan in confusion.
Well, it was like someone suddenly shutting down your computer at the critical moment when your team was in the middle of a fight.
"The Rules for customers playing the Tower of Trials are posted over there." Yao Ziyan pointed to the small whiteboard hanging on the wall nearby.
It had originally contained only the three Rules written down by Luo Chuan, but Yao Ziyan had just added the requirements Luo Chuan had mentioned for the Tower of Trials game.
"Registering an account costs one hundred Spirit Crystals. Each hour of gameplay costs Ten Spirit Crystals. Each person may play for a maximum of three hours per day."
"There are Rules like this too?" Bu Lige did not know whether to laugh or cry.
When Luo Chuan had said it earlier, he had not paid attention. Only now did he remember.
Yao Ziyan also sighed helplessly.
She knew that she probably