"What fact?" someone shouted.
"The fact is..." Poisonous Hand Shura coldly said, "Even if all of us join forces, we're no match for the Blood Clan and Werewolves!"
"What good is a bloody battle? In the end, we'll all be dead, while they are fine, still seizing our things and burning our lands!"
Poisonous Hand Shura glanced at those who were previously agitated, sneering, "Anyone who can't see this is an idiot, an incurable idiot."
Those people, upon hearing this, immediately felt indignant and retorted, "We haven't even fought yet, and you're saying we will be defeated. That's just boosting others' morale while bringing down our own!"
Someone else mocked, "Poisonous Hand Shura, both righteous and evil, a notable figure in the Martial Arts World, turns out to be a gutless coward."
More people sneered, "If you don't want to fight, tuck your tail and run away, why make big speeches here?"
