Wang Yu was generally a humble person. Since the others did not know him, he couldn't just run over and tell them about his achievements like a storyteller in a tavern. That would be too low profile, and not in line with Wang Yu's temperament.
Seeing that these people were unmoved and were still trying to defend themselves, Wang Yu said indifferently, "No!"
These Salat players dared to chase people all the way to another main city, so they were obviously not easy to deal with.
Seeing that Wang Yu was so resolute, everyone's faces became very ugly.
After all, the Salat players had a lot of people, and they had a certain sense of belonging. The reason why they did not attack Wang Yu was not because they were afraid of Wang Yu, but because Wang Yu's strength was extraordinary, and he was a local of Yu Huicheng. If they really fought, it would be very troublesome.
However, after everyone said good things, Wang Yu still did not give them face, which made the Salat players a little unhappy.
In the eyes of the Salat players, Wang Yu's current behavior was like refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. To put it bluntly, it was a classic example of not taking face when given.
The Orc said with a green face, "It seems that you are determined to make life difficult for us, sir?"
Seeing that the players who were chasing him were unfriendly and wanted to attack Wang Yu, before Wang Yu could answer, the female Orc who had been standing behind Wang Yu suddenly said to Wang Yu, "No! This has nothing to do with you! "
With that, the female Orc quietly stuffed a black object into Wang Yu's hand, and then rushed towards the players who were chasing him.
The female Orc was just a fragile Archer, a proper long-range profession. Her level and equipment were relatively poor, and at this time, she was naturally not a match for the players.
In less than a round, the female Orc was beaten into a white light under the indifferent gaze of Wang Yu.
After killing the female Orc, the Salat players looked provocatively at Wang Yu and said, "So … we killed her …" "Crazy …" Wang Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
A group of men ganged up on a woman and you're showing off? I don't even know this orc girl, what does killing her have to do with me?
Shaking his head helplessly, Wang Yu ignored the group of idiots and continued to farm monsters.
These fellows were only doing this to provoke Wang Yu. Naturally, they weren't really looking for trouble. Now that they saw Wang Yu admit defeat, they calmed down and returned to Salat with their heads held high.
Not long after the players left, Wang Yu received a friend request.
Hatake Fifty-Fifty has added you as a friend. Do you accept?
Wang Yu was a very down-to-earth person. Seeing that someone had added him as a friend, he accepted without hesitation.
Immediately after, Wang Yu received a message from Hatake Fifty-Fifty. "Big Brother Iron Ox, I'm that Orc archer. They didn't steal my token, right?"
"Token?" When Wang Yu saw this message, he suddenly remembered that Hatake Wu Wu Wu Kai had given him a token, so he replied, "No! When will you come to get it? "
"This …" Hatake Fifty-Fifty said with some difficulty. "The Secret Pavilion is hunting me, so I don't dare to go out for a while. Can you help me give the token to the leader of Thousand Wave Temple, the Devil King Fungus?"
"Devil King Fungus? … What kind of stupid name is that … "Wang Yu scratched his head and couldn't help but complain.
"…"
Hatake Fifty-Fifty was taken aback. "Don't mind the details. I'll leave it to you, Big Brother Iron Ox."
"Alright!" Wang Yu thought for a moment and said, "I'll mail it over when I return to the city. Have that Devil King Fungus add me as a friend."
It was just delivering something. There was a mail system in the game, which was even more convenient than express delivery. Wang Yu was very willing to help others with something as simple as this.
Soon, Wang Yu received a friend request from the Devil King Fungus.
After adding the Devil King Fungus as a friend, Wang Yu casually replied, "I'll mail it over when I return to the city. Pay attention to your mailbox."
"No!"
But as soon as Wang Yu sent the message, the Devil King Fungus replied, "The Secret Pavilion is going around capturing our people. I don't dare to send it to my mailbox. Can you send it over?"
"This …"
Seeing the Devil King Fungus' message, Wang Yu was immediately put in a difficult position.
Wang Yu's time was very valuable now. If he were to return to the city to mail it, it would just be a matter of convenience and Wang Yu did not mind. However, if he were to deliver the token to Salat, it would be a different story.
After all, there was no teleportation formation between Yu Huicheng and Salat City. A round trip would take at least two hours. Not to mention Wang Yu, even the people of Quanzhen who had nothing better to do wouldn't waste time on such a long journey.
The Devil King Fungus also knew that it was not practical to have someone deliver something from so far away, so he hurriedly added, "Big Brother Iron Ox, I beg of you, as long as you return the token, I won't mistreat you. How about a thousand gold? "
"This isn't a matter of mistreating me …"
"Big Brother Iron Ox … please, how about two thousand gold?"
This Devil King Fungus was not lacking in money. It was the first time Wang Yu had seen such a high delivery fee for a mere delivery.
From the looks of it, as long as he did not agree, he would probably continue shouting.
Wang Yu was not a greedy person, but if the Devil King Fungus continued shouting, who knew how high the price would be. At that time, it would seem as if Wang Yu was greedy for someone else's token, which was not very kind.
Thus, Wang Yu hesitated for a moment before saying, "Alright, but I'm not doing this for money."
"I know!" The Devil King Fungus smiled.
As long as Wang Yu was willing to deliver it, the Devil King Fungus did not care what Wang Yu said.
Closing the chat window, Wang Yu carefully took out the token from his bag and studied it.
Two thousand gold coins for one trip. Just how valuable was this thing?
Thinking, Wang Yu cast a detection spell on it, and the attributes of the token appeared.
Dark Order: Precious Item.
Item Introduction: Personal item of Great Elder Tyron under the Seventh Apostle. It is also an item to activate certain quests.
Note: 100% chance of dropping it on death.
No wonder it was so valuable. So it was a quest item.
After putting away the token, Wang Yu cleared all the mobs in front of him and disappeared from the Sunset Valley.
Salat City, inside the office of the Secret Pavilion.
The group that had chased after Hatake stood dejectedly at the door. A handsome elf player, playing with a dagger in his hand, looked at them and said calmly, "Green Devil, didn't you say that you killed everyone from Thousand Wave Temple?"
This person was the guild leader of the Secret Pavilion, Heaven's Secret.
Faced with Heaven's Secret's fingerprint, the Orc player that had chased after Hatake nodded and said, "Yes, I killed them all."
"Oh? What about the Dark Order? "Heaven's Secret asked again.
"This …" Green Devil thought for a moment and said, "It should be on someone. It didn't drop."
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