He spoke mockingly, his eyes sweeping over the crowd.
In just a few moments, the situation became crystal clear.
Song Jue and his two companions were surrounded by the mercenaries that had gathered.
This was especially true after the newcomers heard the wildly exaggerated tale of how Su Ye had killed seven or eight mercenaries and taken the mystic bead for herself.
This news had stirred up a wave of righteous indignation among them.
A vicious glint appeared in one man's eyes.
"We can't be blamed for this. It's her own fault for being reckless enough to take the mystic bead."
Xue Rong, who was standing at the edge of the group, hadn't intended to speak. But having witnessed everything, she couldn't contain her indignation.
"You're all such bullies!"
'It's a good thing that snake isn't here. If it were, let's see if you'd still dare to twist the truth like this.'
