Outside the trading area, the warriors of the Rhino Tribe and the Elephant Tribe were rolling on the ground, occasionally letting out painful groans, clearly indicating that those poison needles were not easy to endure.
The higher-ranking warriors who hadn't been pricked looked embarrassed and flushed, obviously feeling that this situation was quite shameful.
A Six-Color Warrior from the Rhino Tribe stepped forward, awkwardly asking Hong Zhu, "Leader Hong Zhu, could you give them the antidote first?"
Seeing Hong Zhu's eyebrows arching, the warrior hastily added, "Leader Hong Zhu, rest assured, as long as you give them the antidote, we promise not to fight in the Spider Tribe again next time."
On the Elephant Tribe's side, a Six-Color Warrior also stepped forward to apologize to Hong Zhu, with similar words.
