Everyone stared at the scene in shock.
Just moments ago, they had all been marveling at the power of Tang San's strange weapons, but now Luo Ling had shown them what true strength was.
Unlike Tang San's weapons, which looked like nothing but underhanded tricks at a glance, Luo Ling relied entirely on his own strength.
It was as though Luo Ling had not felt those gazes at all.
He walked over to Tang San, who had fallen to the ground.
"Were those things the strength you had been hiding?" he asked, looking down at Tang San.
Walking over to an open patch of ground, Luo Ling picked up a fallen Steel Needle.
"The design is ingenious and well-concealed, and it's even coated in poison."
"Truly quite a vicious weapon. Without precautions, someone really might be done in by you."
He spoke each word distinctly. It sounded like praise, but anyone could see the mockery on his face.
"What do you mean?" Tang San was no fool. Naturally, he could tell from Luo Ling's tone and expression that the other man was mocking him.
"It doesn't mean anything. I just think it's quite impressive that you could devise such sinister little gadgets. Hmm... pretty impressive," Luo Ling replied with a smile.
Only then did the others come to their senses.
The weapons Tang San had used were undeniably vicious. Then what did that make Tang San, who had developed them?
At once, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong's impressions of Tang San plummeted.
Even Dai Mubai looked at Tang San with a trace of wariness.
Though he was a rank above Tang San, if Tang San suddenly used those weapons on him...
Dai Mubai could not help but shudder.
"Are you looking down on my Hidden Weapons?"
Tang San