He had no rivals, but when he was young he couldn't win a competition, facing a girl head-on, so, in revenge, on his way home, he gathered a few companions to ambush those people.
He did some despicable pranks. That senior student's stiff mouth was filled with resentment just like Sigr now.
Is the result the same now? ——
Overwhelmed by a sense of frustration with no outlet, Qiuya appeared very dejected. At this moment, Ye Qiu stood behind her, holding his breath like a shadow, and suddenly spoke in a low voice:
"Companions are not your tools!"
"Huh...?"
Qiuya didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, she could only look back at Ye Qiu with wide eyes, while the other person still roared.
"...What do you mean by that...?"
Ye Qiu stepped forward, standing between Qiuya and that person, with a big man above him, and they stared at each other.
"I mean, you can't lock other players in your equipment slot like your sword or armor!"
"You... you guy...!"
