"You've encountered opponents, haven't you? Met the Demon Fiend, right? You were afraid, yes? Fled for your lives, did you? Screamed, didn't you?"
The number of people present didn't match the number of professionists who had chosen to stay behind, indicating they hadn't remained there without facing any danger.
"Look," Wen Yu began, her voice sharp, "back then you said you wanted to stay put, that you didn't want to continue moving forward. I don't blame you for that. But why do you think you have the right to bask in the joy of this victory? Why should people like you get to survive? Why are you all prancing around now? Why do you wear such smug expressions, as if you've achieved something great? Tell me, why?"
"Why?"
Wen Yu turned her head towards the Fourth Prince.
