Star-Moon Kingdom, White River City.
As Shi Feng stepped out of the Teleportation Hall, he suddenly noticed that not only were there far fewer players on the streets than before, but even the way they looked at him—clad in a black cloak and wearing the Zero Wing emblem—had changed.
In the past, independent players on the streets would look at those wearing the Zero Wing emblem with a hint of envy. Now, however, their gazes held more sympathy and pity.
Shi Feng found this very strange.
He could not understand how such a drastic change had happened after he had only been away from White River City for a few days...
"What exactly is going on?"
Shi Feng swept his gaze over the people on the street. It was not only the independent players; even members of passing small guilds looked at him with a trace of mockery, as if Zero Wing Guild had already become a relic of the past.
This left Shi Feng deeply puzzled. No matter what, Zero Wing Guild was publicly recognized as the number one guild in Star-Moon Kingdom. Even if it had gone to war with Heavenly Burial Guild, it should not have been looked down upon by members of some small guild from White River City, especially after he had already given Heavenly Burial Guild a harsh lesson.
After Heavenly Burial Guild lost the income from Ancient Rock City, the resources supporting its development and profits had plummeted. It simply could not compare to the current Zero Wing Guild.
"That's a Bronze-ranked Zero Wing emblem. He should be an expert from Zero Wing Guild, yet he still has time to wander around here."
"He probably knew he couldn't win, so he ran back. Heavenly Burial Guild is seriously too formidable this time. It