After Wen Qingyao said that, the other two players, who had been relatively composed, also grew nervous.
"You wouldn't attack us just because we're from a group, would you? That would also cut off your path to trading."
Wen Qingyao smiled.
"I wouldn't. As long as you're willing to trade with me, I welcome anyone, regardless of their background."
Yang Ling seemed thoughtful as he watched the incense sticks grow shorter.
"But I feel like you're still hiding something from me."
"Four incense sticks... corresponding to the four of you. What happens when they burn out? Does it trigger the appearance of those bosses?
Or does it reduce the difficulty for you?"
"Surely it can't be that once the four incense sticks burn out, you can leave the Youluo Three Days mission early?"
"Because of your departure, I'd be left alone to complete a mission meant for five people, and the difficulty would rise considerably without anyone realizing."
"Were you trying to use this method to get me killed inside the mission?"
Yang Ling suddenly looked at the player who had exposed the first flaw, his face full of surprise.
"So that really was it?"
"Attack! Stall until the Soul-Returning Incense burns out!"
Wen Qingyao shouted sharply.
Puff! Puff!
The two Middle Third Grade players were kicked into clouds of blood mist by Yang Ling.
The player who had first exposed a flaw was not killed. Instead, Yang Ling pinned him beneath his foot, leaving him unable to move.
Yang Ling grabbed Wen Qingyao by the throat and crushed the incense burner beneath his foot.
Wen Qingyao had instinctively tried to struggle, but after seeing her two teammates instantly killed and the incense burner crushed, she seemed to lose all strength. Despair filled her eyes.
"You shouldn't have killed them.