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"Hey, have you heard? Glory is at odds with the top ten guilds again!" "Which company is it this time? Last time, the higher-ups of the Temple of War were blocked and couldn't leave the safe area for three days. They haven't recovered yet, have they?" "Huanyu of Tianlang City! It is said that the people of Huanyu robbed the golden mission BOSS of Glory. They blocked the door of the Huanyu Guild station and the top executives were killed as soon as they showed up!" "I'm going? So cruel? Aren't you afraid of joint suppression by the ten major guilds?" "You're so scared! Look at the level list--" Everyone clicked on the list and gasped: the top ten seats were firmly locked by the same force. From the top of the list, "Weak Scholar (Dragon and Tiger Warrior)" to the tenth, the suffixes were all the dazzling word "Glory". "How is this playing a game? This is a private server opened by Honor!" In the studio, Bai Chen rubbed the polished badge in his pocket, and the lines of the shield and the knife reflected the cold light in his eyes. Facing the people in the communicator, his voice was calm but with undeniable energy: "My sister's Moyun Guild should have a seat among the top ten guilds." After a pause, he tapped his fingertips on the table, and his tone became a little sharper: "They said the cake has been divided? It doesn't matter. Huanyu will be the first example, destroy it and make room. If it's not enough-" He looked up at the icons of the top ten guilds on the screen and curled his lips: "Then let the top ten guilds shuffle the cards again."
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