Chat group: One loving family (online: 33).
Throat of Defying Fate: Family, the situation is critical. Right now, I need the support of every member of our bloodline. Cast aside your hesitation, offer up your faith, and climb to the pinnacle of competition with me. The merit of this battle will forge our race's immortal glory for all eternity and enter the annals of player history... With me, fight!
Outsider: Fate Master, after all that talk, you just want money, right? (Eat Dirt slamming the table.jpg)
Out-of-Towner: So how much this time? Just give us a number. Here's a screenshot of my balance. Take what you think you need. Any more than that, and I haven't got a cent, nor can I conjure it up. (balance screenshot) (Explorer pressing palms together.jpg)
Gahawa Divine Miracle: Fate Master, if I weren't afraid you'd pull the plug on me, I'd already be thinking of defecting from the race. You ask for another payment every few days. No matter how much we earn, we can't stand you fleecing us like this. You said the early investment would make us rich, but we haven't seen a penny. Meanwhile, payment after payment of sacrificial power keeps flowing your way. I'm struggling here. I want to get stronger. (Explorer bawling.jpg)
Brother Emperor Zhao's Dog: So this is a race's foundation. More accurately, we're part of what the Fate Master considers the race's foundation. Fundamentally, it's no different from those races that capture outside drudges and send them underground to mine. We can only sit here and get fleeced. Forgive me for going too far, but Fate Master, rein it in. You get to show off, and we pay the bills. Are we supposed to keep living like this? Why not rename the group "Dragon Sparrow Fate Master's