As for the number of people, Ouyang Qianjin closed her eyes and checked through her Dark Eyes, finding that it was approximately ten thousand.
And they are all level 50 or above, some even level 60.
Tsk tsk.
What are you doing?
Are they afraid they're not leveling up fast enough, so they've formed a group to deliver takeout to themselves?
In this freezing weather, which delivery platform has such good service?!
“Peeping at women changing clothes is not something to be praised, you perennial runner-up Jeon Sung-woo.”
Ouyang Qianjin smiled with narrowed eyes, looking at the man with the middle parting in front of her.
That's right.
The person who arrived was Quan Chengyu.
Although Ouyang Qianjin had never met this guy.
But the typical middle-part hairstyle favored by Korean men and his futuristic, 'familiar' look quickly led her to identify him as a Korean.
Just as Westerners can't distinguish the faces of Easterners, Easterners can't distinguish the faces of Westerners either.
However, it is still easy for Easterners to distinguish Westerners.
Now Daisuke Kobayakawa is also dead.
Tomoyo Kobayakawa's name has also disappeared from the lord rankings.
If Jeon Sung-woo, who's determined to snatch up the bargains, is going to show up now, this is the perfect opportunity.
"That's really rude of me."
The man with the center-parted hair, Quan Chengyu, nodded and then bowed slightly as an apology, but he made no attempt to avoid the situation.
In fact, Miss Ouyang has already changed her clothes, so avoiding her now would be pointless.
However, the proper etiquette should still be observed.
No matter what, he's a 'prominent figure' on the leaderboard.
Although it is undeniable that I am always number two.
But that didn't stop him from putting on a show of manners in front of this 'lady,' Ms. Ouyang.
After all, he had so many subordinates behind him. Although he didn't have to be mindful of their opinions, maintaining his composure was still essential.
Even if he really wanted to kill Ouyang Qianjin who was changing clothes right now, he had to hold back.
This is probably what is called 'image burden'.
Although I used to be just a petty thief on the street.
But Heaven took pity on us.
The apocalypse gave him the best chance to turn things around, making him a figure revered by thousands throughout the entire Korean nation.
Power, money, resources, beautiful women...
Everything he never dared to dream of before has become readily available.
Girl groups and celebrities, luxury cars and mansions, gourmet delicacies—if you want them, it's all just a matter of saying the word.
Most of the time, people will come to you automatically without you even having to say anything.
In the past six months, he has enjoyed everything he had never enjoyed before, and he has also personally experienced the 'boring' life of the chaebol.
So after enjoying it for a while, he focused his energy on upgrading.
No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't overcome the mountain called 'Young Lady Ouyang'.
But things are different now.
Under his meticulous planning, the number of soldiers around Ouyang Qianjin has been reduced to a minimum.
All of this is thanks to Daisuke Kobayakawa.
Although gargoyles were still hovering in the sky, causing some trouble for Quan Chengyu, it was only 'some' and not a big problem.
"So, Second Brother, are you planning to make a move against me at this time?"
Ouyang Qianjin showed no intention of getting off the bus.
In fact, she felt there was no need to get off the bus at all.
Although I don't know how these guys suddenly appeared.
But there is one thing that Miss Ouyang is certain of.
That means that Quan Chengyu was indeed, just as he had thought, standing by the side the whole time, watching the entire battle between him and Kobayakawa Daisuke.
Otherwise, the timing of its appearance would never have been so perfect, so 'coincidental'.
"How could that be? Actually, it was just a test to see if the lord's quest given by the panel could be completed even without killing anyone."
"Now it seems you've succeeded, haven't you?"
Quan Chengyu smiled and shrugged, his tone sounding very relaxed and easygoing.
But Miss Ouyang knew it was a lie!
Although Quan Chengyu was all smiles, Ouyang Qianjin, who always had a squinty-eyed smile, saw through his fake smile at a glance.
They were saying one thing but meaning another about an experiment.
The actual situation was not mentioned at all.
That's quite normal, though. If it were Ouyang Qianjin herself, she felt she definitely wouldn't tell the other party any useful information either.
"Oh my god! Is this some kind of 'gentlemanly' manga protagonist who just jumped out of a Japanese manga? You're actually thinking about this kind of thing... You don't actually think I'd believe your nonsense, do you?"
The young lady of the Ouyang family remains as sharp-tongued as ever.
In her opinion, the other party's words were so false that even a stray dog on the roadside wouldn't believe them.
However, it was easy to see from the faces of the Korean techies behind him that these people had a very fanatical worship of Quan Chengyu.
Um……
It's just a matter of admiring the strong; there's nothing wrong with that.
Moreover, it's only natural that those guys from South Korea would idolize Jeon Sung-woo, the 'hope of the whole village'.
As an understanding young lady, Miss Ouyang naturally understood their feelings very well.
This is exactly what is meant by a small country with a small population.
Anyone with even a little bit of talent is praised to the skies.
However, it would be incorrect to say that Ouyang Qianjin gained nothing at all.
After all, the other party was trying so hard to hide and cover it up.
That means there's something he's wary of.
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