Mo Fei picked up the call and saw that it was from an old friend.
"Excuse me for a moment." He nodded to several people and walked to the side.
"Hey, old Xiao, how come you have time to contact me?"
"I just attended a conference and have some intelligence to exchange with you."
Conference? Mo Fei's mind spun, and suddenly, a thought struck him.
"Let me guess, a Boss Players Conference?"
"Holy cow, how did you know?"
"Because I'm currently attending a Heroic Assembly. With the arrival of the Cataclysm Era, whether it's heroes or bosses, I think everyone needs to be prepared. Maybe there's even an Adventurers' Conference or a Lords' Conference somewhere."
"Haha, we really are on the same wavelength. You know that Demon Lord called Diabolo, right? He's rallying us bosses to wage war and expand our influence during the Legion's invasion, causing trouble for the three major factions."
