The man in the coat was alone at this moment, but his instincts told him that the Assassin teammate should be nearby.
And the sniper rifle he couldn't find was likely hidden by this sneaky guy, otherwise, it was hard to explain why he and the others hadn't seen it in the vicinity.
An item produced in a dungeon by a player cannot be stored in another player's personal space unless the owner dies, but it can be stolen or traded. He had a sense of what would happen next.
Sure enough, just as the man who could only sit on the rooftop due to physical issues shouted twice, a fairly young voice suddenly came from behind him.
"I did take your weapon. If you want it, you'll need to trade something for it."
The man in the coat immediately turned his head, but found no one on the rooftop behind him. Clearly, the speaker was still invisible.
"Why are you doing this? We're teammates! You're robbing me while I'm down despite how I treated you as a friend!"
