Because they were powerful, Po Lang Cheng Feng's group was very confident.
Of course, confidence aside, they were still very curious about what could have brought together such influential figures in the gaming world as God of Wine Dukang's group, all wearing grave expressions.
"It's not about the game. To be precise, we don't know how the game's maintenance and upgrade will proceed either." Feng Xing shook his head. Seeing the surprise on Po Lang Cheng Feng and the others' faces, he did not keep them in suspense. "Something happened in the real world..."
"Something happened? What?" Yi Xiao Hong Chen blurted out, voicing the question on nearly everyone's mind.
"Dongfang Shitian is dead," said someone from the Game Department. His voice was soft, but his expression was exceptionally grave.
"What? Dongfang Shitian is dead?!" Ban Ye Shu stared wide-eyed. Everyone else wore equally incredulous expressions.
The words "Dongfang Shitian is dead" were like a boulder crashing into a lake, stirring up enormous waves. Everyone looked at one another, seeing the disbelief on each other's faces.
"Dongfang Shitian is dead? Just like that?" Hei Bai Qi muttered. Then she suddenly realized something and hurriedly said, "It wasn't us! We only logged off at dawn last night, then slept until now. None of us ever left the studio."
If Dongfang Shitian had died an unnatural death, the people of the Piaomiao Pavilion studio would undoubtedly be the prime suspects, since the two sides held the deepest grudge against each other.
"That's right. We may have a huge grudge against Dongfang Shitian, but that was in the game. In reality..." Po Lang Cheng Feng trailed off as she glanced at Ye Luo and Zhi Yue, knowing full well that the two of them bore a deep hatred for Dongfang Shitian in real