The middle-aged man's lips curled into a grim smile as well, the viciousness in it plain for all to see.
"Challenge A Mu? This newcomer is far too arrogant! He's probably come here just to cause trouble!"
"Could this guy really not know his own limits?"
"He's simply too conceited! Does he even know that back when A Mu still had his eyes open, he was already famous throughout Yuanluo City?"
"Our village relies entirely on A Mu's protection. Otherwise, Moon Luo Village would have attacked us long ago!"
"Challenge A Mu bare-handed? This brat didn't come to join the village—he came here to die!"
"Even without using his Battle Wheel, A Mu could still kill him!"
There was no shortage of cutthroat competition in the Land of Exile. Take Exile Valley, for instance: it had seventeen or eighteen villages of various sizes, and Tai Luo Village could only be considered a third-rate settlement among them, with just over a hundred men, women, and children.
Of course, there weren't many powerhouses like A Mu. He was the only one whose Battle Wheel could hold four gemstones; most of the others had none, or at most one or two.
I naturally knew that A Mu was strong. People like him were usually the kind who would rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. The only reason he stayed in Tai Luo Village was that he could, through his own strength, make the entire village provide him with resources.
Naturally, because he was strong enough, the village also received his protection. It was a mutually beneficial arrangement.
"Are you afraid to fight?" I asked indifferently.
"Brat, I'll beat you back into your mother's womb." A Mu was provoked exactly as I'd expected.
"That's what I should