The whole farce went around and around, but in spite of everything, they finally came back to the beginning of the matter.
When all was said and done, everyone still didn't know where An Su, this great god, was, and Hou Letian, the sole connection to An Su, was now detained by Nanfeng's people. In all likelihood, before Nanfeng found An Su, no one else would have the chance.
Right away, there were people that wanted to leave.
As for that fake An Su, he was but a sensationalist who left with a look of embarrassment after showing his tail. No one had any thoughts of catching him.
Only Feng Nanxu had some regret in his heart.
He'd originally thought that although it couldn't be said that those who had the guts to pretend to be An Su had his skill, wouldn't they at least have a bit? Unexpectedly, when the other party heard the invitation to fight, he instantly ran away without answering. This really didn't seem like the behaviour of master with any ability.
"Forget it. Take him and go."
Feng Nanxu didn't insist on finding An Su or not, and he wasn't in the mood to stay here and be watched as a spectacle by everyone.
Since even Nanfeng was going to leave, the rest of the teams that got nothing would naturally do the same and would also take people to depart.
More and more people had emerged to gather and watch the excitement as early as when the news had spread. Now they saw that the curtains seemed to be dropping on the entertainment, the strange recording tools held in their hands that they were unfinished with were put away.
As the crowd was about to disperse, a 'ding-dong' sounded without warning.
The sound wasn't loud and also wasn't anything special. Everyone's mobile phone would have this custom tone set for the few people they especially wanted to pay attention to.
However, this sound came from Hou Letian's body, which made a portion of the people preparing to leave unable to help halting their feet.
"In any case, it's still early. If Mr. Hou doesn't mind, why don't you open the message now and see who sent it?" Rong Ji looked over with a smile, and although he spoke inquiringly, he left no room for refusal.
Afterwards, Rong Ji looked at Feng Nanxu: "Captain Nanfeng shouldn't be so stringy that he wouldn't even leave Mr. Hou with the time to open a single message, right?"
Rong Ji didn't have the interest of insisting on looking at the private messages of others, but who asked this message to most likely be sent by An Su?
A friend of Hou Letian whom he paid particular attention to. Rong Ji indeed knew that there were many people who, if fortunate enough to add a great god as a friend, would set it up so that they could pay special attention to the great god.
Although the probability was pitifully low, Rong Ji was still reluctant to miss any news related to An Su.
His captain of Canghai was interested in An Su, so Rong Ji would put in his greatest effort to find An Su!
Perhaps God was standing on Rong Ji's side this time. When Hou Letian fished out his mobile phone while wearing a bitter smile, he muttered, "How could it be so coincidental? All of you great gods must be thinking too much". But then his eyes momentarily widened.
It really was news from An Su!
This wasn't that fake An Su from a moment ago where anybody could pretend and play the role. These were the two words 'An Su' that had been approved by the game to rank first on the Individual Player list!
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