Gandalf. Yue Shen's gaze swept over the blond young man he had seen outside the Temple Alliance Grand Trial Grounds a few days earlier. One thing was certain: this guy was a genuine player.
In the seat beside him sat a tall, beautiful woman. She wore a pure white priest's robe, her long, pale blue hair neatly combed and falling down her back. There was something very approachable about her.
A priest? Yue Shen blinked.
But if she's sitting with Gandalf, she must be a player too, right?
That makes two. Yue Shen nodded, then looked at the next seat beside the blue-haired woman.
A bald head? Yue Shen was a little surprised. He hadn't expected another player to sport a gleaming bald head just like Sima Xian...
Wait, isn't that Sima Xian himself?
What's going on? Yue Shen suddenly felt unable to make sense of what he was seeing. Gandalf is a player, right? So the blue-haired woman sitting with him should be a player too, shouldn't she?
Then what's the deal with Sima Xian?
"Xue Meng, what's going on with Sima Xian?" Gandalf nudged Xue Meng, who had her face covered with one hand, and asked in a low voice.
"How should I know..." Xue Meng sounded close to tears. "All I did was learn some Discipline Priest skills too, then beat him up in the preliminaries."
"That's all?" Gandalf was surprised. "That shouldn't have..."
"Then I accidentally let something slip and asked him why he hadn't used Berserk when he fought me." Xue Meng sounded annoyed with herself. "Who knew he'd be such an overconfident loser? He started saying I'd been secretly paying attention to him..."
"Miss Xue Meng, what does 'overconfident loser' mean?" Sima Xian suddenly asked at the top of his voice, startling them both.