Xu Huo looked at the wounds on him, which he couldn't hide at all, and smiled. "What, you went?"
The masked youth casually patted the bandaged spot on his leg. "Seeing is believing. You made it sound so convincing that of course I had to go take a look."
Xu Huo glanced him over. "I was just talking. I didn't expect you'd actually go. You don't look like the honest type."
That remark seemed to hit a nerve. It was impossible to see the masked youth's face, but judging by where he stood and the angle of his body, he was probably glaring right at Xu Huo.
Xu Huo, however, showed no awareness that he had provoked him. He continued, "Looks like you've got a grudge against Zheng Yuci now, too. Did she beat you up, and are you so unhappy about it that you're looking for a chance to get even?"
The masked youth hadn't managed to take the initiative. He gave a cold snort. "Isn't it all just one player killing another? You think you can kill everyone who's ever gotten the better of you?"
Xu Huo nodded in understanding and said deliberately, "So you're not planning to get revenge."
The masked youth was momentarily at a loss for words, then steered the conversation back. "You still haven't said whether you really have a grudge against Zheng Yuci. Otherwise, why deliberately lead Outer District Players to him? When it comes to the East District, people who know what's going on usually focus on Agor."
After all, both player modification and "White Blood" were mass-produced by Agor. They were more important, and easier to obtain, while people were unpredictable.
"I'd never seen her before Yuquan City," Xu Huo said truthfully this time.
The masked youth didn't believe him. "You