The katana in the Eastern Islander Youth's hand was a luxurious golden color throughout. Its blade gleamed coldly, reflecting a brilliant radiance. With the ability to identify swords and blades that Ye Weiming had honed over more than a year, he could tell at a glance that this weapon was at least a treasure-grade item.
This female player's actions also greatly satisfied Ye Weiming.
If she herself did not know to fight for her own interests and simply handed over the scroll, then even if Ye Weiming wanted to intervene, it would not have been convenient. But since she dared to resist, Ye Weiming did not mind helping out a fellow countryman.
However, after seeing the treasured blade in the youth's hand, Ye Weiming felt that he needed to carefully reconsider his strategy.
At that moment, everyone suddenly heard a bathhouse attendant speak up. "A reminder to you both: this establishment is a state-run bathhouse founded by the imperial court. If you insist on fighting here, this establishment will immediately apprehend whoever makes the first move and hand them over to the authorities for sentencing. Please think twice."
As if to verify the attendant's words, five system guards carrying swords and sabers emerged from a side door in the hall. Their levels were displayed in eye-catching fashion: Level 200.
The attendant's words appeared to warn both sides, but considering the earlier events, the target of his warning was obvious.
The Eastern Islander Youth snorted disdainfully. "Those guards may be invincible to you players, but before me, they are nothing."
The attendant did not deny it and nodded at once. "But if you dare resist while they are apprehending you, this establishment will issue a bounty quest to every player in this area. I hope you can remain this tough when