The two men faced off.
The short man held "Truth" in his hand, so he acted arrogantly.
The burly man had only a dagger.
Although it flickered with a supernatural glow as well, it paled in comparison to that revolver, leaving him lacking in confidence.
"Piece of shit!"
"Where did this country bumpkin come from? How dare he cause trouble in Voodoo Port?"
The short man spat a thick glob of phlegm at the burly man's feet and said with disdain.
The burly man's face flushed red.
His whole body trembled slightly with anger, and his right hand gripped the dagger so tightly that the skin had turned somewhat pale.
"Get lost."
The short man cursed loudly.
The onlookers also erupted in a wave of jeers.
They seemed to be mocking the burly man.
They were fanning the flames recklessly.
They weren't afraid of making things worse at all.
These people spoke with accents similar to the short man's, so they were probably all locals from Voodoo Port.
Though they were merely watching the show now,
if the burly man really dared to make a move, they would immediately swarm him and show him what mutual support among locals meant.
Fortunately,
the burly man's friend arrived at that moment.
He seemed somewhat wary of the short man. After seeing what had happened, he hurriedly apologized.
Then he forcibly dragged the burly man away from the crowd.
They would definitely have to accept the loss.
Regardless of whether the short man had cheated, if they refused to concede, they wouldn't even be able to leave the port today.
"Tsk—!"
The laughter that erupted behind them
made the burly man's face turn livid, his expression hideous.
"You can't afford to provoke him. He has people behind him who..." The burly man's friend