Players Know How to Disguise

The main reason Xiao Fan used Huang Quan's identity to kill Cannon's son was that he believed Huang Quan had already died under the Heavenly Lightning Zijin released it in the City of Kings.

With no one to testify since the dead, no one can trace the source.

Even if the Cannon was filled with doubt and boundless hatred, it could not find Huang Quan and was ultimately helpless.

In time, this matter will quietly fade away.

This was Xiao Fan's original plan.

It doesn't matter if they live, since the one who killed them was "Huang Quan".

If Xiao Fan knew at this moment that Huang Quan was still alive, he would definitely curse inwardly.

"If they don't die, they'll live a long and healthy life!"

When the people from the Shen Sect came knocking, Huang Quan was completely bewildered, his face blank, having no idea what had happened.

A few days ago, a special game event started, and he went all out to level up, but he overdid it and ended up exhausted, with his whole body aching.

He finally made it to the end of the event, but he didn't plan to leave the city to level up today.

Originally, he just wanted to stroll around the City of Kings to relax, find something new and exciting to do, unwind after being tense for so many days, and get some rest.

But just as he finished getting ready and was about to push open the door to leave, several players dressed in the Shen Sect's official uniforms, exuding a fierce aura, came straight to his door and insisted on taking him to the City Lord Mansion to meet the City Lord.

"The City Lord is looking for me?"

Huang Quan was slightly taken aback, raised his hand and pointed at himself in disbelief, his tone full of surprise.

Although he was incredibly lucky and managed to obtain the extremely rare permanent citizenship of the City of Kings, he remained an insignificant nobody in the city from beginning to end, without any official position or power, and unknown to anyone.

In terms of strength, he was not a top expert; in terms of reputation, he was virtually unknown.

He couldn't understand what was so special about him that could alarm Shen Long, the city lord, who even sent his men to personally summon him.

"That's right, the City Lord needs to see you. Please come with us."

The man from the Shen Sect appeared solemn and spoke in a calm tone, offering no further explanation.

Huang Quan dared not resist and could only follow the others to the City Lord Mansion.

Throughout the journey, Huang Quan's heart was constantly in suspense, filled with anxiety and trepidation.

He tried countless times to ask why the City Lord was looking for him, but all he ever got in return was a cold, dismissive reply, "You'll know when you get there."

The more unanswered Huang Quan's questions became, the more intense his unease grew.

He quickly reviewed all his recent actions in his mind, carefully considering whether he had made any mistakes. But no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't find a single clue.

At most, he was a bit carefree and undisciplined in his private life. When he was hunting monsters in the wild, he would occasionally steal monsters from others. When he was bored, he would argue and bicker with people in the World Channel and make casual remarks.

These trivial matters, at most considered misbehavior, are hardly serious offenses and shouldn't warrant the City Lord summoning him for questioning.

Moreover, the City of Kings is no longer what it once was.

His reputation is tarnished, his situation precarious, and he has no face or reputation to speak of anyway, so why bother with his trivial actions?

Filled with trepidation and in a state of confusion, Huang Quan was led into the City Lord's hall by the group.

Looking up, he saw City Lord Shen Long sitting in the center of the high seat, exuding a calm and dignified aura. To his surprise, a group of unfamiliar guests from the White Nation were also standing in the hall, creating a tense atmosphere.

Huang Quan stood in the center of the hall, his mind a complete fog, utterly unable to grasp the current situation. He dared not be the slightest bit negligent, bowing slightly and respectfully greeting the City Lord.

Shen Long, seated high above, nodded slightly, his gaze calmly falling on him as he confirmed, "You are Huang Quan?"

"Reporting to the City Lord, it is indeed I, Huang Quan." Huang Quan hurriedly bowed his head in response, his attitude humble and proper, but inwardly he was still very uneasy, secretly wondering why he had been suddenly summoned.

Shen Long didn't respond to him further, turning his head directly to the group of men with the Cannon beside him, his tone flat and indifferent. "I've brought the person. Take a look, is this the one?"

The moment the words left his mouth, Huang Quan froze, his heart jolted, and a strange panic suddenly surged into his mind.

What happened?

So it turns out the person who wanted to see him wasn't City Lord Shen Long, but rather this group of White Nation players?

In an instant, countless thoughts raced through Huang Quan's mind. He frowned and secretly reviewed his recent actions.

Since the servers merged, foreign players have flocked to the vicinity of City of Kings, and conflicts over monsters and resources in the wild have become commonplace.

He has always acted capriciously and domineeringly. When hunting monsters in the wild, he never cares about the origin or identity of the monsters. As long as he is stronger than them, he will directly seize the monster resources.

He even enjoys stealing monsters from foreign players.

Players from the Dragon Nation know each other well, and if someone steals a monster, there's a high chance they'll confront each other on the spot, argue in the World Channel, or even seek revenge.

However, these foreign players were newcomers and had no way of finding out his identity or seeking revenge, so they had no worries at all.

During this period, relying on his own strength and taking advantage of his luck, he stole countless monsters from foreign players.

Meeting the scrutinizing gazes of the group, Huang Quan instinctively grasped the reason.

They must have come knocking on their door because of the monster-stealing incident.

A wave of speechlessness and disdain washed over Huang Quan, who silently grumbled to himself.

"Damn it, it's just stealing a few monsters and some resources, what a trivial matter! How could it escalate to the city City Lord and even require him to personally summon him for questioning? These foreigners are too much of a sore loser!"

Just as Huang Quan was secretly complaining, Cannon slowly raised his hand and pointed at him, his voice cold and deep, carrying a chilling aura. He then turned to look at the witnesses behind him.

"Look carefully, is he the murderer who killed my son at the makeshift gathering place in the wild that day?"

Boom!

That short sentence exploded like a thunderclap in Huang Quan's mind.

His pupils contracted sharply, and he froze completely, his mind going blank for a moment.

What? He killed the other person's son?

The composure and sense of relief on Huang Quan's face vanished instantly, replaced by utter panic.

Players often engage in open-world battles, and since the recent server merge, he has indeed killed quite a few foreign players.

Could it be that during the event a few days ago, he unintentionally killed a member of some extremely powerful family?

An extreme chill shot from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head. Huang Quan's face instantly turned ashen, his eyes filled with deathly stillness, and his heart completely collapsed.

The fact that the city City Lord of the City of Kings personally intervened to find the person and even led a team to confront and investigate suggests that the other party's identity, power, and strength far exceed what ordinary people can imagine!

He had unwittingly provoked a formidable opponent and even mistakenly killed the opponent's offspring; he was now certain to die!

An overwhelming sense of frustration and anger welled up inside him, and he couldn't help but silently rage and curse.

"Which pushover did he let him kill? Who has such a powerful backer behind him?"

"This is outrageous!"

"This is it, we're doomed."

The moment those witnesses saw Huang Quan, they immediately knew he was the murderer.

"It was him, the very man who killed the Cannon lord's son. We saw it with our own eyes."

A witness pointed at Huang Quan and quickly spoke up.

"Yes, it's him. I'd recognize him even if he were ashes."

The other witnesses quickly echoed this sentiment.

"The son of Cannon, he is Cannon..."

The heart that had been hanging in suspense in the Huang Quan finally died.

He said that the white man seemed somewhat familiar, and he only just remembered him.

I had seen his photo on the forum before.

The strongest weapon in the White Nation Cannon.

Now Huang Quan finally understood why Shen Long had personally sent someone to find him.

"I killed the son of the Cannon..."

Huang Quan's face was ashen.

Although he didn't know which of the people he killed was the son of the Cannon, since the other party had come to him, there must be solid evidence.

"They're dead."

Huang Quan slumped dejectedly to the ground.

Having killed the Cannon's son, he had absolutely no chance of surviving.

Seeing Huang Quan's state, Cannon Pao immediately realized that he was the murderer.

He didn't expect the murderer to be found so easily, especially such a weakling.

He had heard from the witnesses that he thought they were some tough nut to crack.

That's it?

Upon thinking of this, the murderous intent in Cannon's eyes not only did not fade, but became even more sinister and chilling.

His initial burning desire for revenge subsided completely, his impetuousness giving way to a ruthless calm.

In his view, this man dared to kill his only son so easily; it was far too lenient of him.

Death is nothing more than the easiest and most complete release.

What he truly wanted was for the murderer to suffer every imaginable torment, to be subjected to humiliation and torture, to be unable to live and unable to die.

The Cannon stared intently at the flustered Huang Quan, letting out a chilling snort through its teeth.

"Hmph, weren't you very arrogant and domineering back then? Relying on your overwhelming strength, you forced my son, Cannon, to kneel down and made him kowtow to you a thousand times. If he didn't, you threatened to kill him on the spot, is that right?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Huang Quan froze completely, his brain suddenly shutting down.

No, absolutely not!

He admitted that he was arrogant and domineering, and that fighting monsters and killing people in the wild was commonplace. However, he was always decisive and efficient, never hesitant to act, and he would never make anyone kowtow to him a thousand times.

The main problem is their lack of strength. Killing people is difficult enough, how could they dare to make someone kowtow?

Huang Quan felt a surge of anger: If this Cannon wants revenge, then so be it. Why fabricate stories out of thin air and deliberately slander and smear him?

Suddenly, an extremely terrifying thought rushed into his mind, making the hairs on his body stand on end.

Could it be...?

Did they mistake one person for another from beginning to end?

The thought had barely sprouted in Huang Quan's mind when, before he could even gather his thoughts and offer an explanation, a sharp gust of wind suddenly swept towards him!

No one saw when the Cannon was fired; a muffled whooshing sound echoed through the hall, and a fist carrying immense power slammed into Huang Quan's face.

This punch was powerful and fierce, showing no mercy whatsoever.

Huang Quan didn't even have time to activate his defenses before he was sent flying several meters away like a rag doll hit by a heavy hammer.

With a heavy thud, he crashed onto the cold, hard ground. His body trembled violently, a sweet taste rose in his throat, and he nearly vomited blood. His bones felt like they were falling apart, and he was in excruciating pain.

From his vantage point, Shen Long took in this abrupt scene. A faint hint of displeasure flashed across his brow, and his expression darkened slightly.

This is the City Lord hall of his City of Kings, his territory.

Using Cannon here directly—isn't that a huge disrespect to Shen Long?

"Fine, his only son is dead, I'll forgive him."

In the end, Shen Long remained silent and observed from the sidelines.

Huang Quan was in great pain, but he felt he couldn't collapse at this moment.

Once he falls, he'll be stuck with the blame for the murder.

He is now almost certain that he has been made a scapegoat for someone else.

Although he didn't know why the witnesses behind the Cannon were so certain he was the murderer, he was certain he had never made anyone kowtow before killing the person.

Thinking of this, Huang Quan struggled to get up, his voice urgent.

"Lord Cannon, there's a misunderstanding. I didn't kill your son. Please let me explain."

"Hmph, misunderstanding? So many people saw you kill people with their own eyes, how could there be a misunderstanding?"

Just as the Cannon was about to fire again, a hand stopped him.

"Is City Lord planning to protect the murderer?"

The Cannon shot glared menacingly at the hand Shen Long was gripping, and was secretly astonished.

He had always thought that he and Shen Long were about the same strength, but after this handshake, he realized that Shen Long seemed to be much stronger than him.

That's true. The Dragon Nation Server enhancement system is far more extensive than that of the White Nation's server, so it's normal for Shen Long to be stronger than him.

Shen Long ignored the murderous glare of the Cannon and spoke calmly.

"Brother Cannon, don't you think something's off?"

"Something's not right? What's wrong?" Cannon asked in a deep voice.

"According to these witnesses, the killer there was arrogant and powerful. But..."

At this point, Shen Long glanced at Huang Quan.

"This person, in terms of both strength and temperament, seems completely out of place with the murderer, and his strength doesn't seem capable of killing his nephew."

After listening to Shen Long's analysis, the Cannon calmed down and, upon careful consideration, realized that it made some sense.

Huang Quan, who thought he was going to die, struggled to explain himself when Shen Long spoke up for him.

"City Lord, I'm truly innocent! I just heard Cannon mention kowtowing a thousand times. While I have killed players from the White Nation, I absolutely did not do that. The murderer is definitely not me."

Hearing him say that, Shen Long became even more certain that something was amiss.

But then the witnesses spoke up, unanimously believing that the murderer was Huang Quan.

"We refuse to admit wrongdoing; he's the one who killed people in the settlement."

"That's right, the ID and appearance are correct, who else could it be but him? Lord Cannon, players can disguise themselves, he must have known that the person he killed was the young master, so he pretended to be weak temporarily."

These words made Shen Long suddenly realize something.

Yes, players can fake it.

Why not the murderer disguised as Huang Quan?

"Tell me again what happened at the gathering place."

Shen Long turned to look at the witnesses and said.