"What happened up there?" Players who didn't know what was going on grabbed people running down from upstairs and asked. To avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, most of the people they questioned were Fish Banquet's servers.
Most of the servers, however, didn't actually know what had happened. They worked at Fish Banquet Tower, and the ones who managed to stay alive for long were all perceptive. Whether it was a brawl between high-level players, a duel between exceptionally powerful players, Fish Banquet Tower punishing disobedient players, or even one of the dungeon items kept there escaping from its room, any of those things could cause mass casualties. It was only right for those without much strength to run as fast as they could. The people who wanted to watch the excitement either died young or were the sort who just wouldn't die. Clearly, the servers working here weren't in the latter group.
Anyone with a shred of self-awareness wouldn't go looking for trouble.
But plenty of people still liked to watch. Perhaps the people nearby hadn't seemed eager to flee, leading some to misjudge the situation. Even on the lower floors, a few people wanted to follow the Shark Mask and see what was happening.
They were far enough away now, and he hadn't seen the shadow on any of the floors above or sensed any Space Power stirring. Xu Huo felt considerably safer and started down the stairs.
The "Miss Zhai" he'd just met was obviously only a representative. There were plenty of players around her, but they didn't seem particularly alert. If the real owner of Fish Banquet had so little sense of danger, how could they have made it this far? The floor he'd come from confirmed as much: Miss Zhai had met him on the 49th floor.
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