He hastily promised.
At this moment, to Grant, Fang Hong symbolized the last straw that could save them. Previously, he might have maintained some of the dignity typical of high-level guild members, but now he could hardly afford such luxuries.
Moreover, becoming a peripheral guild for Elite wasn't really disgraceful—many guilds didn't even get this opportunity. Unfortunately, Fang Hong was not a member of Elite, and he had no idea how to explain this to the other party.
In fact, aside from Lonely White Field, almost no one believed his "ghost stories"—his claim to be from the Free Adventure Group.
He could only shake his head and say, "We'll talk about this later. I'll cut to the chase and discuss the next steps."
He looked down the hill.
During the previous combat, the Blood Oath Alliance had occupied the two tallest pyramids on the square, while their knights and other melee professions established a tight blockade line behind the square.
