One of Us

The two bald men stared blankly at Yang Ling, their minds short-circuiting.

When he had first landed on the island, they had watched his methods from far away.

He was clearly one of the indigenous powerhouses!

But what had he just said?

Players?

"That makes no sense. How could an indigenous person know about players? Even if we said it right in front of him, they'd automatically filter out that information."

One of the bald men did not answer Yang Ling's question. Instead, he stared blankly at his companion.

"Shut up. This man is obviously a major player!"

His companion reacted quickly. After snapping at him, he fawned over Yang Ling.

"Boss, we're players. We're on the same side."

Yang Ling said, "So you are players. Then what did you two mean just now about being executed...?"

Holy shit!? He could hear us from that far away!?

Their scalps tingled. When they had been talking, he had been standing seven or eight hundred meters away. They could only make out his vague silhouette.

How had he heard their conversation from such a distance?

"Boss, you misunderstand. We don't know anything about being executed."

The quicker-witted one hurriedly smiled.

"I never expected there to already be a player as powerful as you in the Divine Realm. Your methods of killing indigenous people earlier were simply miraculous!"

Yang Ling thought for a moment, then cast Insight Technique on the two of them.

[Luo Yunsong, beat four players to death three days ago and robbed their belongings]

[Ma Minlong, tortured and killed one player fifteen days ago; tortured and killed one player twenty-three days ago]

"Looks like it was just as I thought..."

Yang Ling muttered to himself.

Luo Yunsong and Ma Minlong exchanged a look. Just what had he thought?