But right now, the players in the hall were huddled in twos and threes in various corners and behind pillars.
Seeing Yu Huaiting, many people’s eyelids couldn’t help twitching violently.
Fu Songcheng walked to the center of the hall and calmly looked around. He didn’t rush to speak, but lightly tapped a long bar counter beside him with his knuckles.
“Clear the area.”
Yu Huaiting understood instantly. With a swing of his greatsword, all the surrounding objects were swept flying to the side, instantly clearing a spacious open area in the center.
And in a hidden little corner on the second floor, Chen Miao was gripping her empty tall glass for dear life, gasping with lingering fear.
She was one of the “unlucky ones” Yu Huaiting had just caught and fleeced twice in a row.
As a Source Star player, she had no items in the game to begin with. The points she’d compensated Yu Huaiting with were converted from her Source Star assets—like topping up a game—and that was pocket money she’d painstakingly saved for months!
She even suspected Fu Songcheng and Yu Huaiting had teamed up with Death Party to swindle money.
Chen Miao gritted her teeth and gossiped with a short-haired girl beside her.
The short-haired girl was named Lin Xiao. The two hadn’t known each other before—they’d purely collided while dodging Yu Huaiting’s “robbery” in the friendship instance, and that was how they’d bonded.
“Who says otherwise.”
Lin Xiao patted her chest with lingering fear. “A tumor on the instance! Good thing I ran fast and never got caught.”
Just as the two huddled in the corner warming each other and condemning the tyrants, the atmosphere downstairs seemed to undergo some subtle change.
In the originally lifeless hall, waves of irrepressible exclamations and fragmented discussions began to rise, and the crowd seemed to be slowly gathering toward the center of the hall.
Chen Miao, forgetting the pain once the wound healed, felt her curiosity running wild. She poked half her head out and looked down along the second-floor railing.
Fu Songcheng and Yu Huaiting stood at the center of the hall. Fu Songcheng held a bag glowing with multicolored faint light, while Yu Huaiting had set down his greatsword and was smiling as he said something to the crowd.
“What are they doing now? Starting a new round of robbery?”
Chen Miao swallowed, a little intimidated, but her gaze couldn’t move away.
“No idea…”
Lin Xiao leaned in too, looked at the scene downstairs, and concluded, “Definitely up to no good.”
But as the exclamations from below grew louder, mixed with a few excited laughs, Chen Miao finally couldn’t sit still.
Watching those Source Star players downstairs—the very ones Yu Huaiting had “plundered”—now boldly crowding forward, her heart itched.
“We enter instances to make friends and have fun, right? Hiding here the whole time isn’t really the point.”
Chen Miao made an excuse for herself and straightened her clothes. “Sister! I’m going to scout for intel~”
“Hey! Are you crazy!”
Lin Xiao grabbed her arm, eyes wide. “Fu Songcheng is cunning. If you go down now, watch out—they might start their wallet-emptying magic again. Do you have any money left in your Source Star account to deduct?”
Chen Miao bit her lip in conflict, her mind at war.
On one side, her shriveled wallet was warning her; on the other—that was Fu Songcheng and Yu Huaiting!
The number one and number two players by a landslide in popularity on the Source Star forums! Usually, seeing them once was harder than reaching the sky, and now they were right here in the flesh, even interacting!
“I’ll just take one look from a distance, and if the situation turns bad, I’ll run immediately!” Chen Miao vowed solemnly.
Left behind in place, Lin Xiao watched her righteous, unhesitating back and rolled her eyes speechlessly.
But hearing the increasingly lively commotion downstairs, Lin Xiao gritted her teeth. In the end, she still couldn’t suppress her curiosity and followed.
When Chen Miao carefully slipped down the stairs to the first floor, she found that Fu Songcheng and Yu Huaiting had already drawn a “warning line” in front of the bar.
They’d deliberately kept a safe distance of about three meters from the other spectators.
No wonder—after all, having just been through a merciless “Truth or Dare” baptism, the other players now, seeing the two of them, were terrified of getting too close and continuing to hand money to these two lords.
At this moment, there weren’t many spectators in the front row—only a few Source Star players who were especially bold or had deep pockets in their Source Star accounts.
Most players, frightened by the robbery, were like Chen Miao, hiding in the middle and back of the crowd, craning their necks to watch.
Fu Songcheng stood behind the bar, tossing a faintly glowing attribute gem in his hand. “The next game, the rules are simple—a yes-or-no game.”
He pointed to Yu Huaiting beside him. “You can ask him questions, guessing the characteristics, attributes, or any content about this word.”
Yu Huaiting immediately cooperatively raised his hand. “And I can only answer ‘yes’ or ‘no.’”
Fu Songcheng tapped the gem lightly on the bar, producing a crisp sound. “The first person to guess the word correctly gets an attribute gem.”
To high-level players, attribute gems were nothing, but the friendship instance was full of “country bumpkins” entering an instance for the first time, utterly curious about the gems.
“R-really giving it away for free?”
A Source Star boy in glasses hiding behind the crowd tremblingly raised his hand and asked.
“When have I ever lied to you?”
Fu Songcheng squinted and smiled at him.
The boy in glasses looked at Fu Songcheng with contempt.
[Fu Songcheng doesn’t lie—sure.]
[The last person who said that is already treading a sewing machine.]
“Alright, game starts.”
Fu Songcheng spoke unhurriedly. “First word.” Then he wrote on Yu Huaiting’s palm.
Yu Huaiting nodded, indicating he now knew it.
A richly dressed Source Star rich girl in the front row mustered her courage and was the first to throw out a question: “Is it alive?”
Yu Huaiting shook his head, his tone crisp: “No.”
“Is it an inanimate object?”
Another boy immediately followed up.
Yu Huaiting tilted his head, seeming to consider the definition of this word, and after a few seconds answered: “Yes.”
“Can it be eaten?”
“No.”
“Is it related to players?”
Yu Huaiting glanced at Fu Songcheng, and Fu Songcheng gave a slight nod.
Yu Huaiting turned back and answered: “Yes.”
“Does it involve people?”
“Yes.”
The crowd’s interest was gradually stirred up. After a few questions, everyone found that Yu Huaiting was really obediently answering questions, and their courage grew.
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