"What a hassle."
Danheng withdrew his fist and took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from his hand. This was already the fifth person today who had tried to attack him.
He had clearly blown living people apart into bloody mist right in front of them.
Yet these people seemed to have no sense of fear. Whenever they spotted what they thought was an opportunity, they kept trying to ambush Danheng.
Danheng was truly getting annoyed. He was just heading to the Hell Slaughter Arena—why did there have to be so much damn trouble?
"I told you, going after that guy was suicidal."
From a corner, a head cautiously poked out. Seeing Danheng's utterly unconcerned expression, the man felt relieved that he had not acted rashly.
"Those idiots were stupid enough to go looking for trouble after I casually egged them on a little."
The man gave a sly chuckle. The moment Danheng entered the city, he had sensed that the other man was no ordinary person.
So he had casually used a few deceptive words, and those fools who wanted to enter the Hell Slaughter Arena but could not afford Bloody Mary had gotten carried away.
But now, it seemed that this newly arrived Number 8888 was not someone easy to provoke. Trying to scheme against him would likely be more trouble than it was worth.
"So you were the one egging them on."
The sudden voice behind him made the man hiding behind the corner break out in a cold sweat. He had only let his mind wander for a moment, and the other man had discovered him?
"Uh, haha, sir, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand a word?"
"Egging people on? I'm bad with words. I'm the worst at talking. You must have