"You... What are you doing? Do you take us as beggars or what?"
A sharp feminine voice suddenly echoed in the silent area where many cultivators were recuperating, grieving, or collecting their spoils before they got stolen.
A sense of camaraderie had formed between them due to fighting a life-and-death battle together, but most of them seemed aware of the brutal truth that it was but a fleeting moment of respite in their lives.
As a result, all of them suddenly looked at the one who had spoken what was in their hearts, but due to the difference in strength and background, none dared open their mouths.
Some of them even wanted to take advantage and go talk to the two disciples of Arcane Academy, but they couldn't catch up to Raon. And Lia had created a barrier around her, preventing anyone from disturbing her.
She also opened her eyes when she heard the hint of complaint and reproach in the sharp feminine voice.
