"Digging! So fierce! I earned it! Cool!" Tian Ming roared.
"Don't be happy too early! After signing the contract, you only need to let the members of the Holy Light faction know, and then you will be in big trouble! This is a little different from transferring your profession and becoming the Dark Rider of Death. You will provoke the powerful NPC."
At the same time, Zhen Wei noticed a warning from the G-Pel.
"Really? Then I think I don't want it anymore! I'll send it to you! Let's see if you can sell it in a different way!" Just as Tian Ming finished speaking, he directly sent it to Zhenwei.
"Why do you want to harm me! Keep it for yourself!" Zhen Wei was dumbfounded. He could only receive the letter once more, but a string of words popped up in his G-Pel.
"As long as you get the Dark
