After all, the demon wasn't slain by her own hands, so she could understand getting less experience points.
The woman toyed with a few small potion bottles in her hand, lost in thought.
Perhaps, I could collaborate with Thousand-mile Wolf?
Unfortunately, he left too quickly, and I didn't think of this sooner.
With my charm, asking Thousand-mile Wolf for a little help should be a sure thing.
"Zhuo Manzi! What are you daydreaming about over there? Hurry up and help with the healing!"
Upon hearing this, the woman's eyes turned cold.
She had done her research.
In the eyes of the NPCs, perhaps she was just an ordinary Poison Master in the family.
But among the players, she was a top-tier rare profession! Even stronger than most players, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she was a cut above the rest.
I'll endure!
Once I reap the benefits, I'll deal with these players, who would want to hang around with these old guys from the family!
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