The Weak Relies on Opportunity (2)

However, no one took the initiative to attack at this moment.

They all waited for others to test the waters. If they were the first to make a move, they might not even know how they met their end.

At this moment, the alluring woman in charge of the branch said warily.

"Friend, which faction do you belong to? Let's mind our own business and stay in our respective lanes. There's no need for this, right?"

"You want to investigate my background? You're not qualified yet."

As it spoke, the owner of the fog took a step forward. At this moment, the gray fog spread behind it and sealed its path.

It looked at the domain creatures in the bar again and sneered.

"Let's play a game. Next, I'll start a massacre and only a third of you will survive. Then… you'll struggle to survive."

As soon as it finished speaking, gray fog surged out of the owner of the fog and swept towards the domain creatures in the bar.