Your Face Is Black
"The poison's been cured. Now you should let me go, right?" Cao Yan stared at Xu Huo, her eyes bloodshot.
Only after confirming that Huang Junjie was doing better did Xu Huo turn around. "Information about the Holy Sword Society."
"Can you let me down first?"
Xu Huo looked at her in silence.
Cao Yan seethed with resentment, but kept it off her face. "I only joined the Holy Sword Society recently. Don't expect me to know any important secrets."
"Talk anyway."
"The Holy Sword Society has sixteen Players in Ting City. Most of them are Cannibal Players. Our leader is a man called Old Eagle. He recruited all the Society's Players, and he gave them their items."
"Is he a High-level Player?" Xu Huo asked.
"I don't know. I've never seen him fight. Everyone else does what he says. After all, he has backing. We're only a branch, so there must be some big shot above him. Otherwise, where would he get so many items?" Cao Yan said with a hint of mockery. "Maybe someone's been grooming him behind the scenes."
"How did he find all those Players?" Before, Xu Huo might have suspected that the organization was backed by the government. Now, his first suspicion was that Old Eagle had Players from other worlds backing him.
"He posted online." Cao Yan curled her lips. "Can you believe it? All he did was post that he had game items for sale and welcomed Players to buy them, and so many people believed him."
"They didn't believe him," Xu Huo interrupted her smug explanation. "They wanted to steal the items, just like Zhou Xiao got caught by a Bait Post."
"Besides the Cannibal Players, how many ordinary Players are there among you?"
"Just a few." Cao