Lazlo frowned, "Open your eyes and just look at them. The ones at the back are definitely regular warriors, but I'm not sure about the one in front-we don't know how strong he is!"

Unless he was holding back or far stronger than they were, there was no way they would not be able to tell how strong that person was. There were two ways to see how strong a person was. The first was if the other party was not holding back his aura. In that situation, even if someone was weaker, they would be able to feel from the aura alone. The second was if one was stronger than the other person, or at the same level. They would be able to get an approximate feel of how strong the other person was. If the two conditions were not met, then it was impossible to tell how strong the other side was.

The person in front of him was looking at the four of them with a completely calm attitude. After trying to check on that person for a long time, he felt like that person's skills were very ordinary, so ordinary that they could not even be an errand boy in his clan. Normally, he would be able to completely see through someone like that, even looking right into that person's core. Yet, he tried earlier, and he was shocked to notice that he was not able to do that at all. All he could do was get an estimate. That person seemed to have a shroud over him that obscured any details. Lazlo had only been able to get an estimate.

Due to that fact, Lazlo was incredibly shocked. He felt like the person in front of him was no ordinary person. It was as if whatever he could see was just what that person wanted him to. He could not make out that person's real skills.

Lazlo took a deep breath and turned to look at Brock angrily, "Let me say this again! This person is not that simple. Watch your mouth. If the plan ends up getting thrown into chaos because of you, even death wouldn't be able to make up for your mistake!"

Lazlo could no longer control his

temper. Brock really was annoying. It should have been something very obvious, but Brock just completely

distorted reality in his mind. Brock

was so angry his face was

reddening at that moment. He felt like Lazlo was deliberately targeting him and causing him trouble so he would suffer.

When had Brock ever let that happen to himself? Brock scoffed, "Lazlo, who do you think you are?! Don't act like you're so smart. You don't have to tell me all of that. You were just trying to insult me! Don't think don't know what you're doing. Do you think those brats can ruin the plan? How did you manage to craft such an absurd story?!"

Lenny was so angry he no longer knew what to say, his right hand shook as he reached out and pointed at Brock, "Do you think we want to talk to you? We asked you to shut up, so just shut up! You really..."

Brock scoffed, "Who do you think you are?! Why do I need to listen to you?! The more you want me to keep quiet, the more I want to talk about it! I want to see what'll happen if this guy knows the secret."

Fane raised an eyebrow as a faint smirk appeared on his face. He looked at those people quarreling with each other. He had thought that he would need to expend some effort, but he ended up not needing to do anything.

Lazlo was just absolutely furious,

"Brat, you wanted to know who we are, right?! You want to know why we're here? I'll tell you, then! We're here to catch prey like you. There are many people like us around here, and they were assigned to various places to catch prey!"

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