One tavern guest after another placed a hand on their weapons, staring greedily, eagerly, and impatiently at the dozen or so Three-Eyed Race players.
The dozen or so Three-Eyed Race players faced a formidable enemy. Sensing the malice and greed of those guests, they drew their weapons and formed a defensive circle, warily guarding against them.
Thankfully, this was due to Datafication. Opening their inventories did not require them to use the energy within their bodies. Otherwise, they would not even have weapons right now and could only face the enemy barehanded.
As time passed second by second, puzzled expressions appeared on the faces of Wang Xian, the six Blue Blood Race players, and the dozen or so Three-Eyed Race players.
The guests kept staring greedily and eagerly at the Three-Eyed Race players, yet they never made a move. It was as if they feared something.
Wang Xian raised an eyebrow. Had he guessed wrong? Would the guests not attack after someone ate the tavern's dishes?
The dozen or so Three-Eyed Race players exchanged glances, then slowly moved toward the tavern entrance. But after moving only two or three meters, the path to the door was blocked by the guests.
The guests held their weapons, still looking greedily and eagerly at the Three-Eyed Race players, but they still showed no intention of attacking.
Wang Xian was even more confused.
The six Blue Blood Race players also looked at one another, unable to make sense of it.
Meanwhile, sweat beaded on the foreheads of the Three-Eyed Race players, and their bodies trembled.
The feeling these guests gave them was far too terrifying. Even when facing the Three-Eyed Race ancestor, they had never felt such fear.
Of course, it was not that these guests were stronger than their clan's ancestor. Rather, the