"Now that I've dealt with this fellow, I'd like to see what you all are thinking."
As he said this, he crossed his arms.
The people before him weren't strangers, nor were they enemies. Under the current circumstances, it was impossible to draw a precise conclusion or predict any outcome.
Putting it another way, the sight of these guys induced a hint of anger in his heart.
Because before he left, these guys were loyal to him, his obedient subordinates.
But everything changed in an instant, just a matter of a glance, a turn of the head.
In the end, the identities of these fellows before him had started to subtly change.
"Tell me, do you really want to pick out a new leader for yourselves that quickly? Don't you think you are overestimating yourselves?"
A look of anxiety crossed the faces of these thugs.
They clenched their teeth and stepped back, uncertain about what choice they should make in response to this situation.