Are Villains always Unintelligent?

Even without Leo saying anything, Chubby and the others could feel it...

Nowadays, aside from the four of them, there are no other players in the Imperial City. But even so, the streets of the Imperial City are bustling, giving a vibe of an ancient metropolis, perhaps even more populous than those of ancient times.

Chubby, following Leo, kept looking around and murmuring, "My goodness, these NPCs look no different from players. If you told me they were players, I would believe it!"

Feather Dust chimed in, "Exactly, look over there, there's even a guild recruiting!"

Leo followed Feather Dust's gaze and couldn't help but laugh, "That's the Poet Guild, a pure NPC guild. Players have a chance to join, and it won't take up your original guild slot. But don't think too much about it. The Poet Guild is a bunch of literati and poets. If you don't have some ink in your belly, they won't bother with you."