Fierce Swordsmith Master's expression increasingly trembled with reluctance before he turned around.
"Hmph!"
With a harrumph, he shot towards the distance, followed by Klein Swordhand quickly scraming behind as if he was afraid to stay, although he did have an indifferent expression on his way.
"Since it is established that Beauty Snow isn't controlled, we'll take our leave as well."
The three remaining powerhouses also turned around and left.
Ancestor Dian Alstreim narrowed his eyes, wanting to teach those three powerhouses a lesson.
However, with the Dragon Families here, he couldn't go overboard as well.
Nevertheless, he didn't know why these powerhouses even came here as they didn't say much, just looking at the scenario play out.
'Perhaps, they tried to act as the orioles, waiting for the mantises to hunt me, the cicada?'
