At this moment, in the eyes of the members of Divine Whisper, they were no less than walking cakes, top-grade equipment that everyone who saw them wanted to take a bite of!
Ethical standards?
In the face of great temptation, they don't exist.
Everyone in Divine Whisper was on edge.
Many people, unable to withstand the pressure, finally began to voluntarily leave the team.
Half an hour passed, and over two hundred more people had left Divine Whisper.
At this time, Whisperer's face was ashen as he watched his painstakingly built team have its numbers cut in half in just a few hours.
If he couldn't withstand this wave of pressure, even more people would leave.
For the first time, Whisperer felt a sense of regret in his heart.
He was frantically sending private messages to Han Xing, hoping he would withdraw the bounty order.
However, he discovered that Han Xing had long since blocked him, and the messages couldn't be sent through at all.
