Because he had opened Ning Mengmeng's information.
Looking at the level,
D*mn it!
More than 500!
He wanted to vomit blood!
How many f*cking years had she played for to have so many levels?
He had been lighting lamps and boiling oil every day, but he was only over Level 400. This guy was over Level 500? And it was almost 600!
D*mn it, there was no justice. He thought that this fellow was good at playing the game because it was a coincidence that she occasionally played it well, but now it seemed?
What the f*ck, this was a god!
"How long have you been playing?"
Zang Senyan couldn't help but look at Ning Mengmeng.
The corners of Ning Mengmeng's lips curled up, and her eyes were full of amusement under her sunglasses.
"Guess?"
Zang Senyan: "..."
F*ck!
If he knew, would he be able to ask?
However, this game had only been released for eight years. At most, it wouldn't be eight years.