567 Chapter 567 - Is this a Trap? (1/2)

While Silver Moon continued to slap himself in deep remorse, Southern Lone Blade, who had just heard the news from Glue, immediately furrowed his brows. Ever since their debut, Southern Lone Blade and his men had only ever imagined such a situation happening, but they had never truly experienced it before. Because they were worried about such a matter occurring, they had always been very careful of their true objective getting revealed. However, this time, due to Southern Lone Blade's team coming across Gu Fei, an enemy who knew them well, they ended up getting exposed in totality, such that Vast Lushness very quickly surmised that the only item worth looting off her was that magic staff she owned.

What should they do in such a situation? Southern Lone Blade and the others once had a serious discussion about this, and they concluded that it would be very troublesome, so they decided that their best bet was to prevent such a problematic scenario from even happening. Furthermore, thinking that they were dealing with top-grade equipment here, they reckoned most people might not be so resolute as to directly give up like this, which was also why they had not been particularly worried about such an eventuality. Alas, right now, they had not expected that a woman like Vast Lushness would be so daring and unwavering to abandon her top-grade equipment just like that.

”What do we do now?” Everyone turned to look at Southern Lone Blade. Evidently, this team of seven had far better cohesion than Blue Ease's men. Each member turned to their boss when faced with a problem.

”We've already gotten his deposit, and even though Silver Moon is a trash bag, what makes me all the more unwilling to give up is the fact that I must pay him back double his deposit if we abandon the assignment right here,” Southern Lone Blade spat.

”Yeah!” everybody agreed wholeheartedly. Southern Lone Blade had told the others about Silver Moon once they returned, and all were unified in their anger and indignance toward him. Their pride was wounded given how the man had actually doubted their team's professionalism.

”Let's head over to the Auction House first to take a look,” Flame Singed Clothes suggested.

”Wait!” Southern Lone Blade suddenly paused, causing everyone to turn their attention to him.

Southern Lone Blade nodded his head.

The seven headed back to the city from the grinding map they were in, and along the way, they discovered that there were fewer players out grinding in the various grinding maps today. As they wondered about this, completely lost as to why this was the case, they finally made it to the city gates of Baishi City. It was already midnight now, yet the city gates were surprisingly crowded. It was apparent that something unusual was happening in Baishi City, but as the seven of them took note of these people around them, they soon realized that they were all just unaffiliated players looking to party up and do some level grinding.

Such a situation rarely ever happened, because unaffiliated players did not know each other. If they did not have enough members, they could simply merge two parties into one, three into two; essentially, the problems they faced were easily solved, so there was no need for them to wait too long to form up a proper party. However, right now, there were just so many parties left high and dry out here. Southern Lone Blade and the others carefully observed these players yet again and finally saw that every party present lacked Priests.

”Bro, what's going on here?” Glue went forward to a nearby player to inquire after the situation.

”D*mm*t. I heard that there's a top-grade Priest magic staff placed for bidding in the Auction House; all the Priests have ran over there. It's fine if they have the money to make a bid, but , taking a glimpse of it is more than enough if that's not the case; what's the point of those Priests gathering themselves over there, anyway?” This person was complaining endlessly.

”Is that so? How long have you guys been waiting here?” Glue asked.

”Almost half an hour now. M*th*rf*ck*r. There're still plenty of parties ahead, too!”

Glue took another look around him after hearing this and realized that every party present had actually lined themselves up properly, probably in an effort to coax the Priests that might appear. This was why everybody had harmoniously lined their parties up. For every Priest that arrived, a party would leave. Today was not the day to have the unreasonable dream of having two Priests in a party.

Glue turned to share this information with Southern Lone Blade and the rest, but he instead discovered that they were already mired in a fracas on their end. The players waiting by the city gate for Priests to appear were barely able to contain themselves when the two Priests Paddy Scent Pastures and Verdant Timber appeared; the two were immediately surrounded and wrangled by these parties. Before either could say a word, the other players already started squabbling for them.

”F*ck, what are you snatching for?! Haven't we agreed to queue in order?!” someone shouted.

”D*mn! There're two Priests here, so the two parties can get one each. Are you trying to steal them both?!”

”Even if there's only one, it isn't your turn for it. It's our turn!”

”No, ours! Ours!”

It was fine if Priests trickled in one by one as everybody could still maintain a semblance of discipline, but the moment two Priests appeared together at once, the situation quickly descended into an uproar. Paddy Scented Pastures and Verdant Timber had experienced all sorts of situations, but this was actually a first for them. The two men were delighted being fought over by all these players, and neither made any effort to speak up for a good moment. Finally, it was still Southern Lone Blade who stepped forward. ”Gentlemen, please calm down. We're a fixed team.”

”Hey, man. You've only got six members in your team. Two Priests is just too much of a luxury. Mind if you yield one to us?” Someone identified Southern Lone Blade to be the leader of the group, so he swiftly came over to negotiate.

”Yield? What a joke! Bro, we'll hire one of your Priest. 50 gold coins an hour!”

Southern Lone Blade did not know whether he should cry or laugh. ”We've got something on!”

”What could be more important than level grinding?” These people were unwilling to relent. They were all done foolishly waiting for Priests. Some even approached Paddy Scented Pastures and Verdant Timber directly. ”Brothers, I see that the level of the team you're running with isn't too high. Some of them haven't even reached level 40 yet; what's the point of following them? Come join us, instead. We are a ten-man party, and all are level 41 to boot. You'll see your experience bar steadily surge upwards.”

Neither Priest said a word, continuing to enjoy this royalty treatment, even as they glanced at Blackwater and Flame Singed Clothes that were standing beside them; They were the two 'noobs' who had yet to reach level 40 these surrounding players were talking about and treating like a bad joke.

”Say something, you two b*st*rds!” Southern Lone Blade yelled at the two over the party channel, incensed when he saw the two only staying silent at such a crucial moment.

They no longer had the audacity to drag this matter any further and quickly explained to the players surrounding them. ”We're busy. Really busy.”

Now that the players themselves had spoken, the players around tried to make a few more attempts to further persuade them but ultimately dispersed and left them alone once it was clear that they would still be rejected. Southern Lone Blade and the others did not dare to dawdle as they rushed away from that place, which treated Priests like precious treasures.