The Flower Clan Leader had no desire to become the subject of their gossip.
So he promptly told them to leave.
But the visiting Demon Cultivators were not happy about this.
"Flower Clan Leader, what is the meaning of this? We all came to watch the competition. Why are you suddenly kicking us out?"
"That's right! We've just been sitting here. We haven't even wasted a single grain of the Flower Clan's food!"
Everyone was still waiting to see the final results and had no intention of leaving.
Upon hearing this, the expressions of those who had successfully passed the trial also turned grim.
'If everyone else leaves while we're taken to the forbidden ground, who knows what tricks the Flower Clan might pull?'
'What if it's a trap?'
The crowd grew restless, on the verge of causing a scene.
The Flower Clan Leader, however, simply furrowed his brow coldly as a strange fragrance suddenly emanated from his body.
