An Explosion of Warmth

Sure enough.

Under the system's guidance, language had already lost its ability to communicate.

Lin Bai sighed, took two steps forward, picked up the brush Xu Longyun had just hung up, and pulled over a sheet of paper. He wrote, "Clouds evoke your robes, flowers evoke your face; could you get to the point, Your Grace?"

Xu Longyun looked at the verse on the paper, then up at Lin Bai. Remembering his bizarre behavior—running off to the Medical Hall for no apparent reason to spend a day as an apprentice—she shook her head, picked up an official document beside her, and handed it to him. "I just received word that the Chaoyuan Sword Sect, the Returning Dragon Temple, the Hundred Flowers Valley, the Medicine King Valley, and the Spirit Artifact Pavilion will be setting up disciple recruitment offices in Qian City."

Places where players could change classes, right?

Only when the second wave of closed-beta players entered the game did the higher-tier towns get places to learn advanced skills...

It seemed as though the developers hadn't prepared anything at all.

What a strange setup!

Lin Bai reached for the brush, but the instant his hand touched it, the perfectly intact shaft burst into fragments with a bang. He looked up in surprise, only to find Xu Longyun watching him with a knowing half-smile.

Motherfucker!

You just fucking want to hear me praise you, don't you?

You're the one who doesn't want to communicate, so don't blame me for taking the gloves off.

Lin Bai snorted inwardly and gave her a thumbs-up. "You truly possess great wisdom, City Lord. Every word you speak carries profound meaning. With such wisdom, you must be the greatest mind of the past century."

"..." Xu Longyun looked utterly bewildered.

Lin Bai watched the City Lord