92 Zhou Yu (1/2)

When Happy returned to the game, he wasn't the first to mention the matter, but Xu Lang.

Right after logging in, Happy saw the five players sitting in a circle while talking to each other. When they saw Happy, Xu Lang immediately rushed to him impatiently.

”Senior Brother Happy, did you hear about the news online?”

”What?” Happy decided to be ignorant.

”It's about stealing the tributes. After we lose the tribute, we can chase after the thieves and snatch the tributes from other sects. We talked about it just now. After all, the journey is long, and the rewards are not great. It'd be better if we lost it and searched for a chance to snatch other players' tribute. I heard that once the emperor's birthday is over, the tributes will become ours! Right now, there are plenty of players who are doing this.”

Xu Lang's eyes shone brilliantly, and there was indescribable excitement and enthusiasm in them.

”What do you think?”

Happy swept his gaze over the other members.

The four of them looked at each other before nodding. Eleventh Crane said, ”I believe with the current trend, someone will set their sights on us sooner or later. It'll be hard for us the further we progress down this quest. Instead of remaining on the passive, it'd be better if we readily lose our tribute in the next wave of attacks. Then, let's search for a place to train, and we'll show up when the emperor's birthday is around the corner and search for people with tributes in their hands.”

Happy nodded in his heart.

At least Eleventh Crane did not have the intention to be blindly dragged into the mud. Just this alone made the rewards he would gain later in the quest to be greater than most of the players who entered the chaos from the start, even if he did not have any tribute!

When he thought of this, Happy nodded and immediately agreed to it.

”Eldest senior brother, you agree to it? That's great!” The joy in Orchid Researcher's face could not be hidden. ”But won't the next group of people who get our tribute benefit from this?”

”Yup. Regardless of whether it is players or mountain bandits from the strongholds, just hand the tribute over.”

Once he finished speaking, Ghost's Worry cast a glance at the four guards near the carriage, and the look that flashed in his eyes showed that he did not have the heart to watch them die.

”Don't worry. If all of us run, they'll run as well,” Xu Lang said to comfort him.

He had already investigated this matter. All guards would act according to the players' will. If the players fought, they would definitely fight with everything they had as well. If everyone in their party fled, they would lose their moral to continue putting up the act of protecting the tribute.

The party's hearts were at ease after they heard it.

*****

Beyond Yangzhou City was a fortress named Fortress in Clouds.

Over there was an empty piece of ground surrounded by smoke and dustA young man with a sheathed, hiltless, black longsword strapped to his waist stood there. He was bald and dressed in a Daoist robe while his fingers were hooked around his belt in a frivolous manner.

He moved about dozens of corpses, occasionally biting down on a green foxtail in his mouth. He was looking around and using his foot to kick a corpse from time to time to check whether he had missed any spoils of war.

The elements of not being saintly, not being moral, not being normal, and not being elegant were all rolled into one in that person, but they did not make him look grotesque. Instead, there was a strange harmony, which was quite intriguing.

”How poor.”Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

The young man walked around the corpses once before he spat out the green foxtail in his mouth in disdain. The green foxtail was now a messy ball. He smacked his lips, which now tasted bitter, and grumbled under his breath, ”No wonder you lot always went out to rob others.”

Right after he finished speaking, light and relaxed footsteps came from behind him.

The young man quirked an eyebrow before he turned around.

”So, did you get anything?”

The person was a woman with a long fiery red gown [1]. She had a pretty face, and her voice was clear. She seemed to have endless life contained in her eyes, and all those who saw her would find their spirits lifted.