The rough voice cleared its throat and said, "Uh... this... indeed, we have wronged you."
Then the rough voice turned around and roared angrily, "Damn it, Big Beard, so what if the Little Rabbit slaughtered a few cities? You really have to blow this out of proportion and scare him with us? Let me tell you, this is your fault!"
An elderly voice chuckled bitterly, "Can you really blame me? This Rabbit has something on him that can block all divination. I didn't know he was the brave warrior who took our quest."
"I don't care, it's your mess, you pacify him; we're leaving." The rough voice clamored.
Upon hearing this, both men and women started shouting in agreement, "Exactly, you deal with it, we're off."
Then one by one, without waiting for the elderly voice to say anything, they all disappeared.
"You all... you all... Ah! You're killing me." After a moment of helplessness, the pair of gentle eyes turned to Yi Zheng.