Where's the cute girl we were promised? She's completely wiped out S-rank dungeons!

"So fast?!"

An Xiaoyou raised one hand to shade her eyes, looking up at the large screen at the top of the lobby with dissatisfaction:

"Your guild doesn't even pay its employees, yet you expect us to work day and night like crazy."

Qiao Ran smiled: "Let me correct you, it's not 'your guild,' it's 'our guild.' We're a unified entity, remember? If you want a salary, our guild leader can consider paying you."

Upon hearing this, An Xiaoyou looked at the president—Song Yuan spoke expressionlessly:

"Just tell the accountant what you need; this isn't my responsibility."

An Xiaoyou: "Who's the accountant?! If you don't have a salary, just say you don't have one!"

They were having a great time. Meanwhile, not far away, a young man, soaking wet, was awakened by the players' laughter and chatter, and slowly raised his head from his arms:

He looked like he'd just come out of a dungeon; his clothes, soaked inside, were still wet. Because of his terrible mental fortitude, he fainted as soon as he emerged and only just woke up. The first thing he heard when he awoke was the conversation of the players next to him:

"No way, I just saw that Song Yuan actually has a guild. It's called something like... [Court of Justice], and she's the guild leader herself. Holy crap, she created her own guild?! That's incredibly audacious."

"I told you to follow her! She's definitely the most amazing newcomer ever... Well, you can't say that. It was the same when the Puppeteer rose through the ranks. But following her is definitely a good investment. I made several thousand points last time I bet on her to win..."

The young man swayed as he stood up, looking at the excited players in the hall with a puzzled expression:

Who is Song Yuan? Is she very powerful? And why does this name sound familiar...?

Just then, he looked up unintentionally and saw Song Yuan's enlarged, 4K high-definition face.

The young man's pupils dilated in shock. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the scene repeatedly in disbelief, but the view before him remained unchanged—it was still that familiar, cold face.

How could it be her?! Or rather, she's actually still alive and well?

He frantically searched the departure hall. He hadn't held out much hope, but perhaps by fate, he actually spotted Song Yuan and her three companions preparing to leave. Song Yuan was surrounded by three others, only her blurry back visible, but the young man was certain—he was absolutely not mistaken.

He ran as fast as he could in the direction of the four people, shouting loudly:

"Song Yuan—"

The commotion attracted the attention of many players. In an instant, Song Yuan turned around at the sound:

The other three followed her gaze and saw a young man of medium build and handsome appearance.

This young man was different from the refined and handsome Qiao Ran; he was dressed very casually. He must have just come out of a dungeon, as he was completely soaked. He was wearing a black T-shirt with a white skull print, paired with black shorts and black flip-flops. His hair was greasy from not washing it for a long time, and he was also a bit hunched over, which immediately lowered his handsome face by several levels.

He stood there, soaking wet, and the moment he saw Song Yuan's face, disbelief immediately flashed in his eyes. He murmured:

"Song Yuan...is that really you? What are you doing here?!"

Xu Tai'an and An Xiaomei exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion on each other's faces. Qiao Ran leaned down and whispered in Song Yuan's ear:

"Is this someone you know? Why does he have an accent? Is he from Shaanxi?"

Song Yuan: "...No, 'Song Yuan' is a name I used before. This matter is a bit complicated and cannot be explained in a short time."

As for this person, I don't know him. I'm also confused as to why he knows this name.

The young man was immediately taken aback when she said she didn't know him: "Song Yuan?! Are you kidding me? You actually said you don't know me?"

He stretched out his hand and walked towards the four of them, as if wanting Song Yuan to get a good look at him. Light shone on his pure black pupils, which held an unspeakable ecstasy and excitement. He murmured, his voice hoarse:

"Sis, sis, you still remember me, right? You must be doing really well now, otherwise why would so many people idolize you... and have so many followers? You have to take me with you! I'll die alone in this game!"

sister?!

Qiao Ran and An Xiaoyou stood on either side of Song Yuan. Upon hearing this address, the two of them, unusually in sync, stepped forward. An Xiaoyou pointed a bright red fingernail at his nose:

"Who's her lackey?! You've got such a foul mouth, calling everyone you meet 'sister' on the street. Do you think the whole world owes you something, that they'd give you a hand?! If you can't survive in the dungeon, then just die! Don't act like someone's stopping you!"

Qiao Ran crossed her arms and nodded politely: "Yes, yes. The power of genes is strong. From any angle, you two can't possibly be siblings, right? Also, I forgot to mention, the person behind me is our guild leader. We can't just talk to him without an appointment. If you want to continue, please pay your autograph points first. Thank you for your patronage."

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Xu Tai'an clasped his hands together, his eyes sparkling with admiration as he whispered in worship:

"Wow...that's amazing."

Seeing the envious look on her face, Song Yuan asked, puzzled, "Really? What's so impressive about it?"

Xu Tai'an smiled shyly: "I think it's pretty impressive to be able to refute others like that..."

Song Yuan didn't answer, but stood quietly, looking at the young man's face, which was both somewhat unfamiliar and somewhat familiar to her. She was certain she had seen this person before, but where exactly?

The young man's face showed annoyance. Taking advantage of his master's power, he waved his hand at An Xiaoyou and Qiao Ran, and said irritably, like herding chickens:

"What business is it of yours if I'm talking to my sister?! You two worthless pieces of trash, get out of here right now! Or I'll have my sister fire you!"