On Delusion Long Street, a dense sea of spectators had packed both the south and north sides of the street solid. Everywhere one looked, people stood shoulder to shoulder in a clamor that rivaled the grand ancestral ceremonies of the Dragon Family of Nine Li.
Even so, more people were still flocking here from across the enormous Delusion Village, hoping to witness this tremendous spectacle themselves.
The Little Bad King stood at the front of the crowd, only to discover that a large stretch outside the Li-Yin Families' gates remained empty. No one dared approach.
Holy shit, how had things gotten this big so early in the morning?!
What had happened?
Had my wise little buddy Xiaopang gotten into trouble again?
Deeply puzzled, Ren Ye kept extending his perception. He discovered that several thousand members of the Li-Yin Families were standing inside their respective compounds, releasing their auras with all their might. Apart from the children still wearing split-crotch pants, not one had white qi. Even the weakest had red qi, while most had black qi.
In other words, aside from the children and livestock in those two compounds, practically anyone picked at random could probably thrash the Little Bad King.
Wasn't that a little too terrifying?!
However fucking useless I am, however I can only improve my combat strength once every twelve hours, I'm still a genuine third grade! How... how am I weaker than even their maidservants and concubines?!
But with both families mobilizing everyone and putting on this display, even if I stepped in personally, I probably couldn't mediate... Utterly lacking self-awareness, Ren Ye muttered inwardly, They're planning a mass brawl!
"What's this? Has the Li Family been pushed too far and decided to flip the table?"
While he was puzzling over it, he suddenly heard several