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When Wei Dong's voice echoed throughout the Assembly Hall, all the noise suddenly quieted down. His face showed no emotional fluctuations; he simply replied calmly, "I don't care!" These five short words struck the hearts of everyone present like a heavy hammer.
This unhurried demeanor seemed to shake the entire space. Wei Dong's seemingly pressure-free attitude not only shocked the Summoners present but also elicited gasps and cheers from the nobles and officials in the audience. This calm aura and unyielding attitude forced Xiong Wen'an and his group, who initially thought they had an absolute advantage, to reassess their stance.
Xiong Wen'an and his team's smug smiles gradually emerged as they thought to themselves that no matter how strong their opponent was, a three-on-one situation was definitely in their favor. This thought stirred a sense of pride within them. However, they failed to realize that Wei Dong's confidence stemmed from his actual strength, not just a momentary impulse.
A peculiar atmosphere began to spread throughout the hall, with everyone's gazes crossing. Some were looking forward to this seemingly unfair battle, while others held deep respect for Wei Dong. In this starkly contrasting atmosphere, on the eve of confrontation, everyone silently awaited that moment, eager to witness how Wei Dong, known as "the unbeatable existence," would once again prove his strength in this extremely unequal battle.
Maple Leaf and Chovy quickly moved to Ximen's side and roughly pulled him up from the ground where he was still trembling. Chovy wore a malicious expression and glared at Ximen, saying sternly, "Damn it! Get your act together! This is a critical moment; we don't have time for you to put on a show!"
Ximen's face was pale, filled with helplessness and fear. He struggled to steady his breath and tried to stand firm, his legs still trembling involuntarily. His eyes were filled with a plea for help, but under Chovy and Maple Leaf's tough demeanor, he could only grit his teeth and stand at the front line.
Maple Leaf, although sensing the immense magical power emanating from Wei Dong, remained extremely arrogant in his heart. He believed that as long as he collaborated with his teammates, they could win regardless of how strong their opponent was. A sly smile appeared on his face as he completely failed to recognize the true gap in strength between himself and Wei Dong, thinking that sheer numbers would easily overpower their opponent.
The three stood together, each harboring their own thoughts while waiting for an opportunity to prove themselves. Even in such an unfavorable situation, they still hoped to turn the tide and earn a chance for survival.
In this tense atmosphere, Ximen slowly raised his hand, clearly showing hesitation and reluctance on his face. His movements were uncertain, and fear flickered in his eyes at the impending confrontation. Meanwhile, Maple Leaf and Chovy raised their hands without hesitation, sporting fierce smiles as if they were already convinced that this battle would be an easy victory.
However, God Tone nearby was unimpressed. Watching the performance of these three individuals filled him with disdain. He began leading the surrounding crowd in a chorus of boos while loudly berating them; his voice was filled with contempt and provocation: "Damn! What kind of men are you three worthless fools?" God Tone's crude remarks sparked even greater unrest in the venue as people's emotions were stirred by his words, expressing their dissatisfaction and mockery towards the trio.
God Tone's voice acted like a spark that ignited the emotions within the Assembly Hall. Under his influence, the surrounding crowd began responding to his provocations; their boos grew deafening. God Tone stood at the front with an expression of disdain and contempt; his voice was charged with strong emotions, further exciting those around him.
He continued to mock loudly: "Look at these so-called Summoners! Is this your bravery? Three big men ganging up on one! If you have guts, come at me one by one!" God Tone's words were full of provocation as he waved his arms occasionally, stirring up more resonance among the crowd.
With each of his words, the atmosphere in the hall grew increasingly tense. The crowd's boos and shouts of discontent rose and fell, creating a powerful pressure directed at the three Summoners. This pressure was not just a verbal attack; it felt like invisible arrows shooting towards those opponents standing hesitantly before Wei Dong.
Amidst this clamor, some members of the crowd even began to imitate God Tone, using more intense language to mock their opponents. The entire hall transformed into a battlefield of ridicule and derision, with all eyes focused on the three troubled Summoners, amplifying their pressure and making their faces turn even paler.
Xiong Wen'an maintained a calm exterior in the face of the chaos and mockery in the Assembly Hall. Although his expression was serene, a hint of barely perceptible tension flickered in his eyes. He understood that any extreme words or actions at this moment could cause greater damage to their image. Xiong Wen'an stood quietly to the side, gently shaking his head as if feeling helpless about the entire situation.
In contrast, Boyev could not remain as composed as Xiong Wen'an. Anger and frustration surfaced on his face, and when he heard the continuous mocking from around him, he finally erupted. Boyev waved his hands excitedly, loudly countering the surrounding audience, his voice nearly drowning out the noise in the hall: "Go die! You stupid fools don’t understand anything! Look at yourselves, just a bunch of puppets!"
His reaction only made him appear more pathetic, further eroding the crowd's confidence in his dignity. To them, Boyev's words and actions were merely an uncontrolled performance; at that moment, his dignity and authority seemed to crumble completely. This impotent anger only encouraged the audience to mock and ridicule him even more shamelessly, deepening the awkwardness and chaos of the entire scene.
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