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

A gruff male voice suddenly rang out. Song Yuan wasn't sure if it was calling her, so she looked in the direction of the voice and saw a burly man with an oily face and a full beard—somewhat like the one she had slit in the throat in the dungeon.

The difference was that this man was considerably taller. He was at least 1.9 meters tall, and he pointed his thick finger at Song Yuan, shouting:

"Yes, that's you!"

He swaggered over, and the players around him spoke in hushed tones, looking terrified. Beside him was a young man in his early twenties, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, carrying a bag and holding documents—he looked like a fawning lackey.

The man walked up to Song Yuan and looked her up and down. Seeing that Song Yuan was petite and had little flesh in either front or back, he immediately showed a look of disgust on his face—fortunately, the woman's face was not bad-looking; although not beautiful, she was not ugly either.

However, even if the chairman had his fill of these ordinary women and gave them to him, he wouldn't want them.

He arrogantly raised his chin and ordered the young man beside him to produce a contract:

"Our guild is planning to accept you as an internal member. Let's sign the contract now."

Song Yuan looked at the contract, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised—the way this guy spoke clearly indicated that he wasn't there to discuss things with her, but to issue a notice.

"I don't know the specifics of your guild, how can we sign a contract?"

The young man with silver-rimmed glasses immediately shouted:

"Hey?! You little brat, can't you even speak properly? You don't even know Brother Wang from one of our three major guilds—the Crystal Guild?! You're lucky our guild leader even took a liking to you, and you still dare to ramble on!"

Wang Daqiang seemed quite pleased with what the boy with glasses said, even nodding in satisfaction after he finished. He then turned and roared menacingly at Song Yuan:

"Did you hear me? Get your hands dirty!"

Song Yuan: "..."

She's only just finished her first dungeon, how could she possibly know other players?

However, judging from the reactions of other players who avoided them when these two appeared, this so-called "Crystal Guild" certainly has a bad reputation—not just bad, but really notorious. These two are clearly leaders; they probably use the guild's prestige to bully other players quite often.

"No need, I don't like being in a place where someone bosses me around."

Looking up for too long was a bit tiring, so Song Yuan lowered her head and rubbed the back of her neck before nimbly walking around the two people and continuing forward.

"You should find someone else. Goodbye."

The two men seemed completely oblivious to what Song Yuan had said, staring in stunned disbelief. Once they recovered, Wang Daqiang was instantly enraged: he hadn't expected Song Yuan, a newcomer with no power, influence, or points, to dare refuse him. He angrily caught up with her in a few strides and grabbed her slender forearm.

"Stop! You... Bang!"

Before he could utter any more threats, Song Yuan grabbed his forearm and executed a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw:

"I don't want to join your guild."

The mountain of flesh, weighing over two hundred pounds, made intimate contact with the ground with a dull thud. Wang Daqiang, seeing stars from the impact, hadn't even recovered when Song Yuan raised her foot and stomped hard between his legs:

"Also, stop looking at me with those dirty eyes."

"Aa ...

A deafening scream echoed throughout the login lobby. The scene was so gruesome that many male players felt a pang of phantom pain, quickly covering their eyes and scurrying away. However, many other players still gathered to watch the spectacle.

"Holy crap, what happened? Which pretty female player has Wang Daqiang messed with this time? He's probably met his match this time. He's going to be finished!"

"Hmm...wait, that woman seems to be a newcomer?"

"Damn, are you out of your mind? A newbie dares to mess with the Crystal Guild?!"

Wang Daqiang lay on the ground, clutching his groin, screaming shrilly. The boy with glasses stood there dumbfounded for at least half a minute before letting out a howl and lunging forward—his expression was as if his father had died.

"Ah! Brother Wang, Brother Wang, are you alright?! Hey, you! Yes, you! You, you, you, you, you, don't go!"

Just as Song Yuan was about to leave, she turned and gave him a cold glance:

"What are you doing?"

The boy with glasses immediately got goosebumps, and cold sweat poured down his forehead. He quickly and casually raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat.

"Hahaha... No, it's nothing! You can go now. I... I... I need to help him to the infirmary, hahahahaha..."

Wang Daqiang, who had completely lost his ability to move, was almost so angry at his useless subordinate that he vomited blood.

"Cui Xiaofei!!! You son of a bitch! Coward! Hurry up and teach this bastard a lesson!"

Cui Xiaofei pretended not to hear: "Hey, Brother Wang, can you even move with this injury? Hey, don't move, let me carry you!"

He tried to move Wang Daqiang, which aggravated the wound between the man's legs, causing another pig-like scream.

Amidst the chaos, Song Yuan dusted off the hem of her skirt and walked away without looking back. The crowd immediately surrounded Wang Daqiang in the center, making it impossible to move. A stretcher arrived quickly, but they didn't know where to get in.

Because no matter where the stretcher enters, someone will "accidentally slip" and block their way, leaving them with nowhere to go.

For the next half hour, the air above the lobby echoed with Wang Daqiang's angry and desperate howls.

Just as Song Yuan left the lobby, her delicate pink figure appeared out of nowhere once again:

The little girl had bright blue eyes, and as soon as she came out, she gave Song Yuan a thumbs up:

"My God, you're so brave! Do you know what you just did? Hahahaha... Well, that's just the kind of person you are."

What are you doing here?

Song Yuan looked around, still not understanding how Qiao Ran had gotten out.

"I've been watching from the side the whole time," Qiao Ran ignored her question and said in a low voice, "Actually, I didn't mean to leave you alone. It's just that I have a bit of a grudge against the people at Crystal Window. Right now, all three major guilds are after me, so when I saw their people coming, I hid for a bit."

"Who asked you?"

Song Yuan was speechless: "I already said I don't want to join your guild. Besides, you yourself said you're a wanted criminal now, why should I team up with someone like you?"

Hearing this, Qiao Ran was no longer sleepy. She pulled up three electronic wanted posters and lined them up in front of Song Yuan:

"Why don't you take a look at this first?"

At a glance, Song Yuan saw that each small screen displayed the three large red characters "Wanted Poster"; and below them was her name:

Song Yuan.

A high-resolution photo of her face was also attached below her name.