Anthony was acting strangely today.
He was far too jumpy, far too arrogant, yet he had no real ability.
If I so much as nodded, Jiang Xiaohui could beat him until he was crawling around looking for his teeth.
But there had to be more to his behavior today. It felt like he was deliberately stirring things up, afraid the spectacle was not big enough.
Zeus still had not moved. He truly knew how to keep his composure.
Our people had not stepped forward either. Before Anthony had jumped out, this was still their family affair. Since it was their family affair, it was not our place to say much. They could handle their internal matters themselves.
But things were different now. Anthony had stepped forward. He was probably trying to set the tone.
Sure enough, the moment Anthony spoke, someone echoed him. It was a South Asian man. "Looks like we really came at the right time. Otherwise, how could we have seen such a wonderful show? Did Hera find herself a lover? Is that why she is so eager to kill her own husband?"
The South Asian man spoke crudely, looking completely frivolous.
"He's a famous curse master in Nanyang. His name is Kun Xie, and he lives up to the name. Everything about him is wicked." Xie Yi had come up behind me at some point. When I turned to look at him, he gave a bitter smile. "Old Shu sent me over. He was afraid you wouldn't be able to hold yourselves back. He said that at a time like this, we must not act rashly. We should first see who else jumps out."
"I understand. If Zeus can keep his composure, then naturally so can we." I was telling the truth. I had not planned