Mo Bai watched it all from inside the cave.

He could understand why those three had come to think that way.

Scarcity makes things valuable.

Green gear was extremely rare right now.

Super God Domain had plenty of big spenders, too, and the price of a single piece of green gear had been driven sky-high.

Seeing money and letting greed get the better of you—that was human nature.

He could understand it, but that didn’t mean he approved of what they were doing.

“It’s been a while since I last got into a fight, but I should still be able to handle a few beginners.” Mo Bai muttered.

“The Forest Wolf will respawn in a minute. I’ll take these three down before then.” Mo Bai jumped down from the cave.

The three players were just about to make their move when a dark figure dropped from above.

At the sight of it, the three stopped what they were doing.

“Y-You… who are you!?” the warrior player leading the group asked, trembling as he looked at Mo Bai.

Was this a player or an NPC?

If it was an NPC, they’d have to watch themselves.

They wouldn’t dare offend an NPC.

“A player. Bai Mo,” Mo Bai said.

He had no intention of pretending to be an NPC. Sure, it might scare off the players in front of him, but he didn’t need to resort to that.

They were only three ordinary players.

How could they possibly compare to him now?

“Tch. I thought you were an NPC. Turns out you’re just an ordinary player.” After hearing Mo Bai’s answer, the warrior player leading the group sneered.

They would’ve been scared if he were an NPC.

But he was just an ordinary player. What did they have to be afraid of?

“Kid, don’t tell me you’re trying to play the hero? This is a game. There’s no police here to take your side.” The rogue player burst out laughing.

There were three of them, while the other side only had two.

No matter how you looked at it, they were bound to win.

They were all beginners. What, did he think he could take on three at once?

“From the way you’re dressed, you’re a mage, right? You think a mage can stand up to a warrior, a rogue, and a ranger? You’ve got a death wish.” The ranger player folded his arms and mocked him.

There was no way a mage could win with the three of them right on top of him.

With a mage’s fragile HP, he probably couldn’t even take one hit from any of them.

“Who knows unless we try?” Mo Bai replied with a faint smile.

“Thirty seconds left. I’ll finish you off in that time.”

“Thirty seconds? What a joke! You’re dead!” the warrior player roared.

He’d played plenty of games and was practically a veteran. How could he let someone insult him like that?

“Boss, I’m coming!” Seeing the warrior player move, the rogue charged at Mo Bai as well.

“Watch out!” Mo Xi cried nervously as the two attacked Mo Bai.

“Leave this to me. Step back a little.” Mo Bai moved in front of Mo Xi.

A red-flamed sword slashed at Mo Bai’s left, while a silvery-white dagger stabbed toward his right. The two worked in perfect sync, attacking him from both sides.

“The knights of Zhao wear loose tassels; their Wu hooks gleam like frost and snow.” Mo Bai silently recited the verse he’d learned in his previous life. In the two players’ eyes, his figure began to blur.

A moment later, Mo Bai had vanished from their sight.

As soon as they attacked, Mo Bai had slipped into the blind spot in their vision.

“Where’d he go?” Their attacks had missed, and the two began searching all around for Mo Bai.

“Silver saddles shine on white horses, swift as shooting stars.”

Mo Bai appeared behind the two players. The staff in his hand glowed red—the telltale sign of Beginner Fireball.

“Boss! Second! Watch out!” the ranger player shouted, his pupils shrinking as he spotted Mo Bai behind them.

He couldn’t understand it. Mo Bai was right in front of the two, so why couldn’t the boss and the second see him? Were they blind?

“Stop right there!” The ranger player snatched an arrow from the quiver on his back, swiftly nocked it, and fired at Mo Bai.

But Mo Bai was an old hand. How could he not have anticipated the attack?

“Ten steps, one kill; a thousand miles, no trace.”

Beginner Fireball had fully formed.

The rogue heard Mo Bai’s voice, but before he could turn around, Mo Bai killed him.

“Second!” the warrior player shouted when he saw the rogue die.

“The warrior probably put points into stamina. I’ll take out the ranger first.” Mo Bai’s voice passed by the warrior player’s ear.

The red Beginner Fireball struck the ranger player. A red “-100” appeared above him, and he fell.

Only the warrior player was left.

“It’s over.” Mo Bai looked at the warrior player in front of him.

“You’re dead!” Seeing both his brothers fall to Mo Bai, the warrior player’s eyes turned red with rage.

He charged at Mo Bai with no regard for anything else.

But halfway through his charge, Mo Bai vanished from his sight.

“Remember, your eyes can deceive you.” Mo Bai’s voice came from the warrior player’s right, and a “-90” appeared above him.

The warrior player’s HP was nearly gone.

“When the deed is done, brush off your sleeves and leave; let your name and fame stay hidden.”

By the time the warrior player realized Mo Bai was still in front of him, the red Beginner Fireball had already claimed his life.

The warrior player fell.

The whole fight had lasted less than ten seconds.

“Looks like I haven’t gotten rusty with Song-Stepping.” Mo Bai picked up the gear the warrior player had dropped, looking pleased.