However, Wen Nan kept this issue of grumbling in his heart and ultimately did not voice it—
Hu Jiayao had always been kept in the dark, which was quite good in a way. If Yang Mingzhong, as an [assassin], exposed his identity to all the mbers of the justice camp, he would be instantly deed a failure.
But even if he kept his identity hidden, as a lone assassin, standing a chance to make it to the end was almost nonexistent with major players holding Divine Staff Fragnts in both the loyalist and traitor camps.
Thinking of this, Wen Nan looked at the other party, his gaze becoming sowhat complicated.
Yang Mingzhong t his eyes and smiled, "Guild Leader, don’t look at like that. I originally... didn’t plan on coming out of here alive."
Wen Nan looked at him steadily.
Then he heard Yang Mingzhong say in a very calm tone: "In the previous instance with Shuyi, after seeing she was safe, my original plan was to end it.
"But after talking with you, I changed my mind temporarily. Since it’s only a matter of ti before I get deleted, I might as well find a way to take that person down, and then get deleted."
"I bought information from other guilds and learned that there are mbers of the Ghost Control Master Alliance in this instance. I ca here to see if I could get a pass to leave here and then go perish together with that person."
"Unexpectedly, I was so lucky to et that person here directly. This saves a lot of trouble."
"Guild Leader, there’s no need to hesitate because of . What I fear most is that you might hesitate considering my situation, which is why I’ve been hiding all this ti, not daring to et with you."
Wen Nan nodded.
He was, of course, very aware of Yang Mingzhong’s concerns.
From the mont he guessed Yang Mingzhong was an [assassin], Wen Nan understood his intentions—to die while pulling Wei Zhe down with him.
Thus, even though he is in the [assassin] camp, Yang Mingzhong’s stance is entirely aligned with the [loyalists]. He even hoped more than the [loyalists] that the [traitors] would disappear completely from this ga.
"I understand; if things really co to the last step and our stances conflict, I won’t yield because of you," Wen Nan said, "However, if there’s any room for maneuver, I will do my best to help you."
Hu Jiayao glanced at the Guild Leader and then at Old Yang beside them, not understanding what exactly they were talking about. Aren’t they all from the sa guild and also the [loyalists]? This instance should be easy for them to clear, right? Yet, why does their conversation seem so heavy?
On the other side, Yang Mingzhong looked at Wen Nan, moved for a mont, but ultimately just shook his head, saying softly almost only to himself: "For soone like , it’s not worth it."
Wen Nan heard his whisper and spoke in a calm tone, determined: "You are my mber. Whether you’re worth it or not, that’s for to decide. An experienced veteran player like you is so rare. Do you think, as a Guild Leader, I would easily let that go?"
Yang Mingzhong raised his head again, looking at the other party. For a mont, he almost believed that the Guild Leader could turn around his certain death path, but eventually, he suppressed all illusions, only smiling and saying, "I understand, Guild Leader."
Wen Nan patted his shoulder lightly, thought of another question, and asked, "By the way, were you squatting in front of the milk tea shop for quite a while just now? Did you try probing the store manager inside?"
Yang Mingzhong nodded, "I unlocked it; he’s a normal NPC."
Wen Nan was stunned, "Normal NPC? What about the background introduction?"
Yang Mingzhong, in the evil camp, couldn’t share his character card with Wen Nan, so he verbally explained, "The background introduction is simple, just says he’s the store manager."
Wen Nan nodded.
Indeed, it seems distinguishing the identity of NPCs and followers is an ability only the justice camp possesses.
The "twin" siblings and Zhou Shijie sitting in the shop drinking milk tea earlier were either NPCs or characters, so they didn’t perceive that the store manager was a follower, nor did they know this store manager had a "warm-hearted" and "loves gossip" special character.
And the person who hurriedly left before Wen Nan entered the shop clearly overlooked this point.
Thinking of this, Wen Nan glanced at the piece of [Countless Threads] in Hu Jiayao’s hand and asked Yang Mingzhong, "In the milk tea shop earlier, besides Zhou Shijie, do you know the details of that other pair of a man and a woman?"
Yang Mingzhong shook his head, replying honestly:
"I can only confirm that those two were definitely brought over by that person, but before I left the Ghost Control Master Alliance guild, among the many roles he manipulated and controlled, I had not seen these two roles.
"Perhaps they are roles he took on after I left, or maybe they were roles he kept hidden from , or perhaps... they are old roles I know, wearing a new skin."
Wen Nan was slightly taken aback when he heard this, "Old roles, wearing a new skin?"
Yang Mingzhong nodded, "In situations like this, there are many tools and equipnt in the Ghost Control Master Alliance that can achieve this. After all, for most mbers there, the roles they drive are just their puppets or a dog. Occasionally, they get tired of them and want a fresh skin, which is quite a common demand.
"However, theoretically, such tools and equipnt can’t be used in this instance.
"Now, this instance is a camp confrontation type. When each player enters the instance, they are assigned to their respective camp and identity, then partial adjustnts are made to their appearance based on their original looks to adapt to their respective backgrounds.
"Under such circumstances, it is very difficult for players to privately adjust their appearances. As far as I know, there’s no item in the Ghost Control Master Alliance’s tool and equipnt library that can achieve this effect in this kind of instance.
"Therefore, I am more inclined to the first two situations—these are two roles I’m not familiar with."
Wen Nan acknowledged Yang Mingzhong’s explanation and began to recall the situation of that pair of "twin siblings" in his mind.
Yang Mingzhong shifted his injured foot a bit, adjusted his posture, and sternly warned Wen Nan:
"That man is always cautious and has long reached the Gold rank while holding the Divine Staff Fragnt. If you encounter him head-on, Guild Leader, it’s best to retreat."
Wen Nan was about to say sothing when Hu Jiayao couldn’t sit still beside him. He suddenly jumped up, hit his head on the top of the blood donation car, then sat back down, clutching his head, eager to speak:
"Who exactly are you guys talking about? Ghost Control Master? Gold rank? Does he even have a Divine Staff Fragnt?
"Damn! Isn’t that the Guild Leader of the Ghost Control Master Alliance you’re talking about? Is he in this instance? Why would a player of his rank co to our kind of LV.7 instance?!"
Yang Mingzhong turned to look at Hu Jiayao, showing rare signs of shock on his usually calm face.
This brother seems to have a bit of a slow reaction?
However, the shocked expression was quickly suppressed by Yang Mingzhong, who returned to calm, then said, "To prevent high-level players from maliciously smurfing, players way beyond certain levels get restricted in low-level instances in terms of skills and equipnt, but the Divine Staff Fragnts are not included in this restriction."
With that, Yang Mingzhong turned back to Wen Nan, "So, Guild Leader, please be especially careful of that person’s Divine Staff Fragnt—the Matthew Fragnt."
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