Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
Chapter 654 - Miss, Please have more modesty
While I made my way back, the noise of quarrelling in the distance reached my ears. Several piles of broken beer bottles littered the corridor along with a few dumbfounded servers. Even as I weaved through the crowd, I unexpectedly recognize one of the parties involved. Turns out to be none other than Swift Thunder from [House of Prestige]. Seems like this clown is hanging out here too, but it looks like it’s about to turn into a brawl.
“You’ve got some balls!”
Swift Thunder was viciously glaring at the one in front of him, his right hand tightly gripping a bottle of beer. The target of his stare was a young man in a black jacket who, going by face shape, seemed to be Fierce Tiger from [Flying Dragon]. Also, the middle-aged man next to him could not be mistaken for anyone other than Soaring Dragon. That knife scar on his face was just too obvious.
Soaring Dragon countered with his own gaze as he held [Fierce Tiger] back by the shoulder: “Swift Thunder, let us talk this out. Whichever way you look at it, [House of Prestige] is in the top 10 of the popular guilds rankings. Don’t you at all feel embarrassed about starting fights for every little thing? And I want to know, how did our [Fierce Tiger] even piss you off?”
Swift Thunder’s scowl became furious: “Oh you’ll have to question your favorite flunkey about that. [Fierce Tiger], if you’re a man then you better give me a straight up answer. Did you or did you not grope Wang Yao at the washrooms?”
“Wang Yao?” Soaring Dragon was taken aback: “Who is that?”
Swift Thunder growled: “Cut the act. Our guild only sent 5 people to this competition. And our only healer is a beauty whose ID is “Yao Yao”. You think I’ll believe that [Flying Dragons] did not investigate and analyze our setup? FUCK! Taking advantage of Yao Yao being drunk to grope her all over… Fierce Tiger how are you gonna answer to this?”
Soaring Dragon became flabbergasted and furiously turned around: “You little punk! Did you seriously pull this crap?”
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