"Don't kneel! Xiaoquan! Whatever you do, don't kneel! If you kneel today, you'll never be able to lift your head in front of that beast for the rest of your damn life!"
"That's right! Xiaoquan! What Qiang said is right! You absolutely can't trust anything that guy says!"
"He's just playing you! Can't you see that?"
The survivors were trying to persuade him with words coming from all directions, and for a moment, the whole tent felt like a bustling market, lively and noisy.
The short man observed everything coldly, thoroughly enjoying the reversal of the situation, and all his previous annoyances dissipated due to the current developments.
Tang Xiaoquan remained standing still, his eyes fixated on the ground as if something there was drawing his soul, making it impossible for him to look away even for a second.
