Saint Lord Taichu was a very particular person. In his heart, he had always believed that if one wanted to fight, one should fight someone of equal strength.
One should never fight someone far weaker than oneself, or others would laugh at them.
But Saint Lord Taichu truly could not endure it any longer.
Even so, he still tried hard to suppress the anger deep inside him.
He did everything he could to avoid falling into a passive position.
Saint Lord Taichu said to them, "I'm not joking with you. I really don't intend to kill you. Don't you know I'm a man of principles?"
How could the little dragon beasts understand what Saint Lord Taichu's principles were? All they knew was that they had to gamble now.
If he dared to make a move, then let him come. If he did not dare—
Then they would be able to keep their lives.
So in truth, they were trembling in fear behind the scenes.
Fortunately, Saint Lord Taichu was a reasonable person.
He basically would not lay a hand on the weak.
They helplessly shook their heads and said, "What is it? You don't dare to make a move? If you didn't dare, then you shouldn't have threatened us in the first place."
Saint Lord Taichu not attacking them did not mean he was cowardly.
After all, Saint Lord Taichu was an extremely competitive person.
Just because I spare you does not mean I will allow you to shit and piss all over my head.
Saint Lord Taichu continued, "What exactly are you people doing?"
"When the tiger doesn't show its might, you treat it like a sick cat, don't you?"
"I originally wanted to leave you a way out, but I never expected you to seek death yourselves. Fine,