The two groups fell silent.
One was waiting to see what the other would do, while the other was desperately trying to think of a way out.
By now, the other martial artists on the grass field had turned their attention towards them, eager to see the start of a new show.
Lu Tianzi's gaze scanned over the members of the other party.
While ignoring the glares from them, Lu Tianzi's gaze eventually fell upon the short plump man from before, and he could not help but feel surprised.
After getting hit by the Palm of Thousand Venoms two weeks ago, the short plump man's companions had struggled to keep the poison suppressed.
But now, his condition seemed to have improved drastically. Even though he had not completely rid himself of the poison, he was at least no longer in any immediate danger.
From that, as well as how the people in the group addressed each other, Lu Tianzi could roughly surmise what happened.
