Honored... guests?
The stark contrast in attitude of the black-armored man instantly put everyone on alert, and without uttering a word, the trial takers gathered back-to-back together.
Chu Xiu felt countless greedy gazes sweeping over him, making him feel like a lamb entered into a pack of wolves.
"Hehe, there's no need for everyone to be tense," the black-armored man let out a hoarse, dry laugh, explaining somewhat feebly, "Earlier, you disturbed the ritual, which made me respond poorly. Our Meteor Village is known for its hospitality, hehe..."
Before Chu Xiu and the others could speak, a villager shouted from below, "High Priest, let me entertain them. I have freshly slaughtered cattle and sheep at home!"
"And me! I'll go home and kill my old hen to make soup for the esteemed guests!"
"What's that? My calf was just born, not even a month old. The meat is the most tender, hehe..."
The villagers' noisy clamor sent a chill up the spines of Chu Xiu and the others.
