"Cough, cough..."
The host promptly got his expression under control and put that flamboyant smile back on, though this time it looked a little dejected.
"Everyone, please cherish this opportunity... I suspect I might need to take some time off after this, hehehe..." Can I just kick this guy out of the instance?
The others were also stunned when they heard that name.
There were men and women present, middle-aged people and young people. Though there might have been generation gaps between them, Gu Mian's name was not something a mere generation gap could block.
Even if the entire Somalia Trench were moved here, it still could not stop men, women, young, and old alike from knowing Gu Mian's name.
After all, he was a living, breathing ten thousand Game Currency, fifty Attribute points, and five Special Items of their choice.
Everyone immediately looked at Gu Mian with reverence, as though they were looking at ten thousand Game Currency points that could walk. How much pork was that worth?
Gu Mian: "..."
Someone even leaned close to Chu Changge and whispered, "You seem to know him. Are you planning to stab him to death while that ten thousand Game Currency isn't paying attention?"
Chu Changge: "..."
The host barely maintained his expression. "Please hurry and choose your answerers."
At that, the remaining groups immediately panicked.
One group promptly selected their answerer, a thin man around thirty years old, neither tall nor short.
He hurried into the cage beside Gu Mian as though afraid someone would steal the spot from him.
After entering, he first smiled at Gu Mian through the bars. "Hello."
Gu Mian felt that the man's smile carried ill intent, but as an understanding angel in white, he returned it with an equally ill-intentioned smile.
Seeing this, the