The league is about to begin, and all the major guilds have dispatched professional analysis teams to recruit potential talent for their guilds.
At this moment, these headhunters are gathered in the guild hall, chatting in groups of twos and threes, occasionally bursting into hearty laughter.
On the surface, it seems like a scene of harmony and camaraderie, but in reality, they are subtly probing each other for information. Interacting with these veteran headhunters requires constant focus, as any slip could result in leaking important guild intel.
Meanwhile, the headhunters kept their eyes fixed on the hall entrance, almost every player entering felt the weight of hundreds of eyes instantly upon them, like needles on their back.
"Brother Li, it's been really calm lately. In previous years, 'Steel Ambition' would have already conquered Black Steel City as your guild's base. Why so quiet this year? Could it be that you haven't registered for this year's league?"
