Watching the old man busily starting to work by himself, Gu Xi felt a bit awkward. Where should he go next? Just stay here and watch?
Or could he already leave?
Just as Gu Xi wore a puzzled expression, two more players emerged in the underground city.
The outfits of these two players were distinctly different. One looked like a miner, while the other was clad in heavy armor, looking like a defender of the city.
They quickly approached the old man.
"City Lord, has the unit been delivered?"
Before reaching the old man, the one in heavy armor started to speak loudly.
The old man, who was directing two Ghost Corps to their designated positions, showed no politeness as he spoke to him.
"You're always thinking about your stuff, look, those Heavy Armor Zombies are for you, is that enough?"
"That's enough, I knew the City Lord wouldn't forget about me. The City Lord, you have no idea, ever since my troops were drawn away, those dragon hatchlings on that side have been quite unruly."
