The scene fell into silence.
Sun Zhe's words were thunderous, rendering all Earth Martial Artists present speechless.
He gazed at Chu Chenglong and spoke slowly, "You say you want to protect these young people, which is not wrong at its core, but I believe these young people are not sheltered flowers raised in greenhouses."
As he spoke, he glanced at the Earth Martial Artists watching the spectacle around them, his tone heavy, "Since they dared to choose to come to the Outer Wilderness, they are no cowards afraid of death."
"Well said!"
Madman Zhang praised loudly, in a booming voice: "Steward Chu, your so-called protection, in my opinion, is an insult to the blood and valor of men from Hua Country!"
Chu Chenglong gritted his teeth and met Sun Zhe's gaze, "Then what do you suggest we do?"
Sun Zhe smiled calmly, "One word: fight."
"Heh..."
Chu Chenglong shook his head with a light smile and stepped aside, "Then let me see how you stir up the heavens."
"Hahahahaha..."
