bookpower Chapter378-The Buffoon Arrives
Chapter378-The Buffoon Arrives
The small blood spheres beside Francis grew increasingly vivid, as if they might shoot toward them at any moment.
With a half-smile, Francis watched them silently.
"You shouldn't say that. Since you've come from afar, we must be sure to treat you well. Otherwise, if word gets out that we don't know how to host our guests, wouldn't that be terrible?"
As the blood spheres slowly advanced, Francis and his group kept a close eye on John, ready to strike if he showed any sign of fear.
But to their surprise, none of them seemed particularly alarmed.
Only the unfamiliar woman among them displayed a slightly different expression.
However, this was nothing unusual; any woman might show some anxiety in such a situation, which was understandable.
Silver Tear was easier to explain, having already witnessed their murderous ways.
No one could remain completely unaffected after seeing such things.
But the calm demeanor of the other members puzzled them, leaving them unsure of what to make of the situation.
Francis still felt uneasy, but seeing Vincent's calm demeanor made him nervous.
If Vincent really wanted to make a move against them, the result would likely be mutual destruction.
All their assets would be taken over by others, something they could not accept, given how long they had operated here.
If they were to lose everything now, death might be preferable.
Therefore, if they were to covet something, it needed to be done carefully.
In an instant, Francis's expression returned to normal, and the small blood spheres beside him fell to the ground again, as if everything earlier had been an illusion.
"If you need to leave, please go ahead. We won't keep you. We just wanted to offer you some hospitality since your journey here must have been tiring," Francis said.
When Benjamin heard Francis, he immediately understood the situation and forced a smile, looking at them pleasantly.
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"Yes, yes, Victor might experience some aftereffects. Please take good care of him when you return."
John couldn't help but feel a twinge of concern upon hearing this and frowned slightly.
What exactly did they mean by aftereffects? If it was more troublesome than he imagined, it could pose significant issues.
As they passed by Francis and Benjamin, John clearly sensed a shift in their demeanor.
He felt a distinct aura of killing intent.
He knew that if he showed even the slightest hint of fear, he would be met with violence.
However, he maintained his calm demeanor, casually walking past them as if nothing had happened.
This only left the two men more puzzled.
The more composed he was, the more it indicated that he was unfazed, suggesting that he was beyond their reach.
As they made their way outside, Victor began to feel dizzy.
Without drawing attention, John and Dark Fox supported him, helping him walk forward.
Silver Tear, taken aback, moved to walk behind them, adopting the demeanor of a humble maid.
In reality, she was blocking the view of those behind them.
Regardless, they knew that if anything went wrong, they would face a fierce battle.
Whether they could leave safely was uncertain.
John keenly sensed a gaze fixed upon him but didn't turn back.
He continued walking with a casual air, lightly supporting Victor with his hand.
As the most powerful man in the area, Vincent's combat prowess was unquestionable.
He paid no attention to the surrounding tension and continued to walk leisurely forward.
They could sense many presences and felt the various auras swirling around them.
These were all tests.
If they were as weak and passive as they seemed, they would be on a path to destruction.
Vincent let out a cold snort, glanced in one direction, and casually took a hard candy from his pocket.
He unwrapped the candy, popped it into his mouth, and flicked the wrapper in a particular direction.
Instantly, a cry of pain echoed through the air.
"Ugh..."