As soon as those three bastards left, the banquet became harmonious. All the Cultivators were secretly shocked by Zhang Bin's formidable strength, and no one else dared to spar with him.
Of course, no one called Zhang Bin cruel or ruthless. If it had been them, they would have done the same, perhaps even more viciously. The people of the Martial World were all fiercely independent and unyielding. If they were kind-hearted, they would be devoured in an instant, with not even bones left behind.
Take today, for example. If Zhang Bin had been timid, even if he was powerful, he might not have dared to cripple his opponents. Then, they would certainly have retaliated without restraint. Now, however, they would have to think twice.
"Hahaha! Zhang Bin, you truly are powerful, handling those tough enemies all by yourself," Tian Guangjin said with a loud laugh as he approached Zhang Bin. "You don't blame me for not stepping in, do you? I wanted to, but I never got the chance."
