Silent Slaughter

As these freelance teams left, quite a few of them looked at Shi Feng with pity in their eyes.

"That guy is really unlucky. If he fell into our hands, he could still live by handing over his treasures. Those people won't leave him even the slightest chance to survive."

"I heard those people have some kind of special treasure that multiplies the items dropped after killing players."

"Not 'heard'—they really do. A friend of mine was killed by an elite squad from Smile Topples a City. Three pieces of his equipment dropped, and even some items from his bag fell out. It scared him so badly that he didn't dare come to Watchful Graveyard anymore and could only level elsewhere."

"Stop talking. We need to leave this area quickly. If we run into those killing gods again, we won't be so lucky."

"Right, let's go somewhere else."

Although these teams held the advantage in numbers, they feared Smile Topples a City's elite squads as if they were tigers. Their pace unconsciously quickened as they hurried to leave this troublesome place.

Not long after those teams departed, Smile Topples a City's elite squad slowly approached Shi Feng, who stood motionless and silent.

"Brother Shen, don't tell me this guy was scared stupid. He doesn't even know to run. How boring." A seemingly honest Berserker in the squad chuckled at Shi Feng's reaction. "I thought I'd run into someone stronger, someone who could let me stretch my muscles. Killing those noobs all the time is really boring."

"Enough, Little Whistle. Do you think I don't know you? You just want to try out that battle axe you just got. This guy's level isn't low, and he dared come here alone, so he should have some skill. I'll leave him to you."