Lü Jingtian was left speechless by Tang Luo's casual retort. More importantly, he did not dare make a scene.
Causing trouble at the doctor's? If he dared to throw a tantrum and roll around on the floor, Tang Luo would twist his head right off—and he would not be coming back to life.
All he could do was pull a long face and look around.
Forget the neutral Fate Holders—even those who could be considered his people averted their eyes at this point, unwilling to have any further contact with Lü Jingtian.
It could not be helped. If the whole group truly stirred itself up, they might even dare to shout a few insults at this Tang Xuanzang.
After all, the law could not punish everyone. What, did he have the nerve to kill them all?
But they had not formed a unified front. No one dared to be the first to stick their neck out now. They would die.
The strongest protest they could manage was to give up this chance to have their Fate removed, and Tang Luo plainly did not care.
He kept popping Fate Fragments into his mouth, but it felt more like he was snacking.
Whether he ate them or not did not matter.
It had to be said that their instinctive choice to back down was very wise. If they dared cause trouble, Tang Luo really would deliver them all unto salvation.
"Let's go!"
Lü Jingtian turned and left, taking a whole group with him.
Not every God and Demon Walker present was a Fate Holder. Although Fate Holders made up the majority among the powerful, among all God and Demon Walkers, they were still the minority.
Most of those who left with Lü Jingtian were not Fate Holders.
Quite a few Fate Holders,