Inside an old-fashioned thatched cottage on the outskirts of Lust Village, Yu Weifeng held a steaming teapot and poured a cup each for Old Master Jiang and Old Qu.
Just ten minutes earlier, Old Qu had successfully persuaded Yu Weifeng to organize Players to fight the Night Walker. But Yu Weifeng felt that his name alone would hardly be enough to rally them, so the two had sought out Old Jiang, hoping he would step forward and take the lead.
This thatched cottage was a Safe House Yu Weifeng had brought in. Summoned out here in the countryside, it stood amid the pouring rain, looking rather picturesque.
At the table, Old Master Jiang wiped the rain from his face with a handkerchief. His brows were tightly furrowed, his voice deep and resonant. "Since ancient times, people have always been the hardest things to manage. Especially those with a little ability, but not much. You bust your ass organizing things, and if it goes well, they think it's because they're so capable. If it goes badly, they jump up and curse you... it's a thankless job. Young Yu, if you ask me, if you want to profit off people, you might as well just rob them."
Yu Weifeng gave an awkward chuckle. "I'm mainly thinking of everyone's interests."
He could already tell that Old Master Jiang did not seem particularly interested.
"Old Jiang, here's the thing." Old Qu took over, his voice sincere and his manner earnest. "Old Yu and I want you to take the lead for two main reasons. First, this Star Gate has seven villages. The map is too big. And the Night Walker clearly exists to reduce the Player population. It keeps killing people. If nobody organizes us and Players just fight on their own, our numbers