The moment Long Aotian showed his temper, no one dared make a sound.
In truth, that group was panicking too.
If Long Aotian had not led his team over to support them just now, at least half of them would have died, and that was putting it mildly.
That massacre-level horror had left everyone with lingering fear.
So when it came to Zhao Ritian's rude remarks, they still wanted to argue a bit and win back some face, but when it came to Long Aotian, no one dared provoke him.
This was a true living Father.
Long Aotian's face was dark. "I hate infighting. Since we've all ended up here, we're all on the same side. Only unity gives us a way out. Infighting gives the enemy an opening, and helps kill ourselves. If you understand that, then cut the useless crap."
"Right! Exactly!"
Tang Xiaohao stepped forward and said with authority, "Brother Ritian's words may be a little unpleasant, but he did help us just now after all. Everyone, don't stoop to his level."
Tang Xiaohao respectfully cupped his fists and saluted Long Aotian. "Brother Aotian, this Sect Master and my brothers are endlessly grateful for your help just now! Thank you! Once we get out of this damned formation and return to Xishu, the Tang Sect will certainly present you with a generous gift!"
Long Aotian looked at him. He did not want to bother with him, but still nodded. "Fine."
Tang Xiaohao smiled. "Next, since the two teams have successfully joined forces, then I and Long Aotian will manage things together. I hope every one of you can unite as one, obey commands, and help each other. Especially during battle, you must resolutely carry out the combat orders of me and Long Aotian! Do you hear me!?"