The words of Ling Tianyu were met with silence from the four people, none of them bothering to open their eyes, except for the red-robed elder from before.
Ling Tianyu, seeing no response, remained calm and said, "I noticed that the people outside are all dead—from poison, it seems. I want to know what kind of poison it is and how it can be cured."
"You should already know this. Once you tell us, we will leave on our own."
Unfortunately, the four of them still did not respond.
Lazy God felt frustrated. Were these four people deaf or something?
It couldn't be, as the red-robed elder was speaking just a moment ago—now not a word from anyone. Quite strange.
The four now merely sat cross-legged on the ground.
"It seems they don't want to acknowledge us," Lazy God whispered.
Ling Tianyu chuckled lightly and was not angered; he simply gazed at the quartet.
