One arrow pierced the clouds, and thousands of troops came to answer its call.
Six Colors of Proud Frost was more than fireworks. It was a flare, and a signal flare too.
The players couldn't be killed, and they used poisoned arrows and exploited bugs. Lin Bai's precious life was worth far too much for him to fight them head-on...
The NPCs who suddenly appeared sent the scrolling comments into another frenzy.
"What's going on?"
"The Boss can call in backup now?"
"Looks like Lone Elder's plan was a sieve from the start. Lin Bai had a trap laid out and was just waiting for him to crawl into it."
"Deng Libuduo really is a traitor."
"Pack it up, pack it up. It's over. Jiamao City's prison is about to be overflowing."
"The ironclad facts tell us never to raid a Boss inside a city."
"Pfft, another level cut for Jiamao City's players. Snow piled on top of frost for their already miserable lives."
"It's not that serious. This game doesn't have a red name mechanic, and they're all masked. They just have to avoid getting caught on the spot."
"Right, the level-one alts can just delete their accounts. The veterans exploiting the logout bug haven't even had a chance to act. Shopkeeper Lin was too impatient."
"Shopkeeper Lin looks like he won, but he actually lost. His downfall was not understanding the players."
[Crazy Guy], [Bitter Gourd Vine], [Bai Yin], and the others who had logged out to ambush Lin Bai froze briefly when they saw [Lone Elder] and his group suddenly surrounded, then all breathed a sigh of relief.
To catch a thief, you needed the stolen goods.
They weren't even at the scene, so they hadn't really lost anything. At worst, they could wait until the