Clearly, after hearing what he had said, the younger members of the Witch Clan all seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
Although the formidable strength of Xu Tong's Avatar still made them somewhat wary of him.
Still, compared with before, things were much better now.
"In that case, we'll compete fairly from here on."
There was an unwritten rule among their Witch Clan tribes.
While competing for benefits in the Holy Land, they were absolutely forbidden from interfering with one another unless there was a grudge between them.
And that meant a blood feud.
Unless the grudge reached that level, they were absolutely forbidden from attacking.
If they actually came to blows, it signified a conflict between their two tribes.
At first, few people had actually observed this unwritten rule.
But as time passed, it had become an established convention.
And so, they accepted Xu Tong's Avatar into their midst.
As for the brothers Charles and Chaerhan, none of these people cared about them at all.
For one thing, their standing was nothing impressive. Being allowed into this circle at all had been a stroke of luck.
Besides, the two of them had indeed been in the wrong earlier.
The strongest always had privileges of their own!
Under these circumstances, everyone else simply brushed the matter aside.
It was as though none of them had even noticed Xu Tong's Avatar attacking the brothers Charles and Chaerhan.
Xu Tong's Avatar had already anticipated this reaction.
After all, although he had never dealt with these people before, he could easily guess what sort of people they were.
Amid laughter and conversation, Xu Tong's Avatar joined their ranks.
This was more or less what it meant to wallow in the same mire.
The burly man from earlier had more or less recovered