The spectators are frozen, their expressions a mix of disbelief and horror. A sect master, his voice barely above a whisper, mutters, "This fox Tian is really hiding too deep. He hid his cultivation and waited for the other town lords to get injured fighting the beast, then killed them."
Another leader, his face pale, nods slowly. "We were all deceived. He played us perfectly."
"We're in danger," a clan elder murmurs, his eyes darting around. "If he can do this to lord Kuro and lord Meilin, what chance do we have?"
A sect leader, her voice quivering with fear, adds, "We must tread carefully. He's shown his true colors now, and they're stained with blood."
The patriarch, who had earlier hoped for peace, clenches his fists in anger and frustration. "We should have seen this coming. Tian's ambition knows no bounds."
Argon, observing from a distance, smirks as the scene unfolds. "So, this is what he was planning," he thinks. "Interesting."
