"Damn, they've started fighting already? That many Weird Beasts are charging?"
"There must be thousands of them, right?"
"Wait... who's that guy? What's he doing?"
"Are you blind?"
"Can't he see everyone else fighting the Weird Beasts tooth and nail? And he's strolling along with two people?"
"Fuck, he's either showing off or scared to die."
"If he's showing off, fine. At least that takes some skill. But if he's scared to die, he'll make himself a laughingstock..."
The chance encounter with Li Yuanba had held them up, and quite a few more Martial Artists had entered in the meantime.
The battle had already broken out before their eyes.
Many were fighting the Weird Beasts.
But Li Yun, an unfamiliar face, was ambling over with two others. The sight immediately rubbed a lot of people the wrong way.
Some of the more hot-tempered ones even shouted at Li Yun from dozens of meters away.
"Hey... dumbass!"
"If you want to show off, do it somewhere else! This is the Demon Cave! And if you're scared to die, get the fuck out now! We're enough to handle this place. One more like you won't make a difference, and one less won't either!"
That "dumbass" left Li Yun dumbfounded.
How was he showing off?
How was he scared to die?
Was it because he was walking too slowly?
Honestly, he had only wanted to look after Qiao Meng and Zhang Shenshu. How had that stirred up public outrage and earned him an insult?
Anger flared in Li Yun's chest.
He turned instinctively, ready to see who was acting so arrogant.
But all he saw was a back. The man who had cursed him was already charging toward the Weird Beasts, leading a group into battle.
A glimpse of his back was enough.