After their late-night snack, Qin Feng said goodbye to MC and Su Mumu. The two of them mounted a white Celestial Horse and streaked away into the distance like a beam of light. Qin Feng, on the other hand, grabbed a large bag of snacks from a convenience store and slowly ambled home.
'Evil God Believers?'
'It has to be them!'
'Otherwise, there'd be no reason for them to target me and then go after the completely defenseless Long Zhongyi, trying to hunt down and kill every Lord Player who spawned in the Northern Forest!'
'This is clearly a preliminary cover-up for their preparations to fully unleash the Void Gate!'
'They want to stop any Lord Players from getting the word out!'
Once he understood the connection, a chill ran down Qin Feng's spine, and a sense of crisis couldn't help but well up inside him.
