That said, there was not the slightest hint of panic on Luo Ze's face, not even the slightest emotional fluctuation. It was as though he deliberately wanted them to notice.
"So, are you willing to accept my terms and immediately end the trial? Of course, I mean this as a discussion. If you disagree, then we can keep talking and keep fighting."
Luo Ze had never feared fighting since childhood. Though his body was in poor condition now, that only meant his body was unwell. What did that have to do with how strong he was while standing?
Lust said nothing, maintaining her usual silence. The Seven Old Demons had always held equal standing among themselves. All she could offer her friends was advice, not make decisions for them.
Therefore, whether they continued depended on the others, but Lust was determined not to make another move.
Nightmare had been the first to test Luo Ze and had a fairly absolute understanding of his strength. He made the same decision as Lust: absolutely no fighting.
If they wanted to die, they could go themselves. They should stop trying to drag their brothers down with them over everything.
The other three also remained unusually silent. Claiming they were convinced would definitely be a lie. Luo Ze was so young, yet he had defeated all of them so easily. No one would willingly accept that.
But the crux of the matter was that Luo Ze himself was far stronger than all seven Old Demons. Not to mention the four people standing outside, who were no pushovers either.
What if, midway through the fight, Luo Ze suddenly called in some help? Wouldn't they all be dead?
After thinking it over, everyone unanimously decided not to fight.
Upon hearing that, Luo Ze was rather disappointed.