After finishing his tea, Julius Reed placed the box of concealed weapons on the table.
The time is not ripe.
Need to stoke the fire a bit more.
By his side, Hollis Somerset didn't hear clearly what Julius Reed was saying, but seeing him take the box of concealed weapons, there was a trace of fear on his face.
Value life!
Who knows if this man will go crazy and hurt himself.
"Since it's a martial artist gathering, I have a suggestion. Why not have a match on this stage, for us to enjoy during our meal and drinks?"
Caelum Danvers, experienced with big occasions, handled such unexpected situations quite naturally.
But, who will be the first to go up?
Most martial artists in Town are here, and if a strong one goes up, it might seem inappropriate for their status.
If a weak one goes up, it would only be a display of ignorance.
A laughingstock.
Caelum Danvers obviously knew this, so he just casually mentioned it to lighten the mood.
