After hearing Yan Hua Yi Leng's words, God of Wine Dukang, Feng Xing, and the others instantly realized how critical the situation was. When he learned that the people from the Game Department sent to provide support would need seven or eight minutes to arrive, God of Wine Dukang flew into a rage. From this alone, it was clear just how worried he was.
Feng Xing was equally worried, perhaps no less so than God of Wine Dukang. After all, Breaking Waves Riding Wind and the others were no ordinary people; they were the children of his old friends. Having no descendants of his own, he had long regarded them as his own children. Now that his children were in danger while he could do nothing to help, the worry and helplessness tortured him.
Fortunately, Feng Xing remembered that Ye Luo had also logged off. Thinking of Ye Luo's identity and strength, he felt slightly relieved and began comforting God of Wine Dukang. Of course, at this moment, he seemed more like he was comforting himself.
Hearing Feng Xing's words, God of Wine Dukang also relaxed slightly. Especially after recalling where Ye Luo came from, he muttered, "I hope Dark Night and his group can handle this trouble. Even if they can only stall for a few minutes, that would be enough. By then, our Game Department and the police should have arrived. I just hope those people don't have firearms, otherwise..."
God of Wine Dukang did not dare continue. He knew that even though Ye Luo had logged off, it would still be extremely dangerous if the other side truly had firearms. Even in the best-case scenario, someone would be injured, and that was the last thing they wanted to see.
"Our country has extremely strict controls over firearms.