"Righteous, my ass!"
[Ji Luo] rolled his eyes in exasperation and mercilessly called him out:
"Lu, did fighting monsters last night fry your brain? Did you forget your own Hidden Class?"
"You're a Devouring Apostle! What are you doing heading to Winterhold with an Abyss-type class? Have you got a death wish?"
"If we send you to Winterhold to report on Fog Town's behalf, won't their powerhouses scatter the ashes of the whole damn town?"
Once he explained that,
all the players who had been cheering excitedly fell silent.
Lu Ziye froze on the spot, his mouth hanging wide open and his expression locked in place.
"Uh..."
Lu Ziye blinked his faintly red-glowing eyes, only then remembering the class warning the deity had given him before his class change.
[The Righteous Gods Faction will consider you a hostile target by default.]
"Fuck... yeah, I guess you're right."
Lu Ziye rubbed his nose awkwardly and muttered, "This Hidden Class is cool and all, but why does it come with a debuff that gets me beaten up as a villain just for entering a big city?"
As [Ji Luo] ruthlessly shot Lu Ziye down,
[I'm Not Jiahao], standing nearby, chose that moment to adjust the frame of the Ash Monocle on his nose:
"Lu, a high-reward Hidden Class naturally comes with high-risk drawbacks. That's called game balance."
"An Abyss asset like you, radiating danger from head to toe, should stick to grinding monsters in the downmarket segment."
"For occasions that call for high-end business negotiations, Ma Lou and I are the men for the job!"
"It's just so... you know what I mean, right?"
Jiahao's snide remarks made Lu Ziye grind his teeth.
But since he really couldn't show his face before Winterhold's knights, he could only sulkily draw circles