"Not bad, not bad at all. I've always thought this form of body art wasn't matured yet, but I didn't expect it to have reached this stage. It seems that there is indeed value in this art; it's truly spectacular."
From a distance, Yalugo walked over, clapping towards this direction.
Yalugo just took one glance inside and then shook his head walking away.
Zhao Guang found it strange, but only when the noises inside grew fainter, did he walk over to have a look.
Forget it, looks like the banquet can't go on. Because the people inside had already started fighting, the scene was in complete disarray. Many were lying on the floor, seemingly needing some time to recover before they could get up.
The main reason was that this wasn't Ocoro and Yars going to war; it was a brawl involving everyone.
Those bare-chested beefy men had also joined the fray, turning it into that sort of all-out melee. Even the ordinary soldiers didn't know who the enemy was and began attacking randomly.
