The south gate square of Jinling City was packed with people. Countless spectators had crowded around the enormous square, leaving no room to squeeze through. In an open space in the middle stood over two hundred players from the Su Group, seemingly waiting for Dustseal to arrive.
"They look like people from Dream Chaser Studio. I never thought they'd join the Su Group."
"They really are! Wasn't Dream Chaser Studio's whole principle that they wouldn't join any guild, align themselves with any faction, or accept any buyout?"
"Please, that just means the money wasn't enough. Besides, they were young back then. Now they're adults, and naturally they know dreams aren't worth a damn in the face of money."
"True, but the people from Dream Chaser Studio are all really strong. I heard the Divine King Pavilion invited them before, but they turned it down. Anyone Divine King takes an interest in can't be weak."
"Isn't that even better? Now we'll have a good show. If they were too weak and Dustseal finished them off in a couple of stabs, where's the fun in that?"
"Good point."
Just then, a sudden stir ran through the crowd.
"Dustseal's here!"
The crowd quickly parted to form a passage, and a masked man walked toward them at an unhurried pace. Everyone recognized him as Dustseal at a glance because, for the first time, the name above his head was visible to them all. His ID was so red it was almost black, a sight that made their hearts pound.
When players attacked first, every kill added one crime point. Once their crime points reached ten, they became a Red Name, and their IDs could no longer be hidden. The more people they killed, the redder their names became. Previously, Wu Shaozhen had mostly killed