Lv Shu followed the crowd, watching as the players approached a residential house.
About eighty to ninety players came to find Su Ming'an, not a large number, as most people did not want to court death. The smarter ones chose to communicate directly with the Hawk Hound.
Those who attended were a mix of fervent star-chasers, newcomers who had just finished playing and were empty-handed, and those who simply wanted to appear on TV.
They immediately spotted Su Ming'an at the door of the house.
"Damn, isn't that too obvious? Do we even need coordinates?" a player whispered sotto voce, "With such a big cat on his shoulder, who wouldn't recognize him?"
"What do we do? Shall we all go over and say hello?"
"You came all the way here just to say hello?"
"Yeah... do you want to kill him or something?"
The players hesitated, and for a moment, no one dared to step forward; they just watched as a squad of mechanical soldiers walked towards Su Ming'an.
