As Wen Yu opened Pandora's Magic Box, the surrounding attacks gradually dissipated.
The contact had been brief, lasting less than a minute, and the assaults from the various powerful experts ceased the instant Wen Yu opened the Magic Box.
Attacking the Magic Box's holder was an unspoken rule, a part of the contest. Once a holder withstood the barrage from all sides and opened the box, any subsequent attack was tantamount to declaring a feud!
No one was willing to make a mortal enemy out of a super powerful expert like Wen Yu.
Wen Yu understood this underlying agreement too.
"Return my dog!" Wen Yu said coolly to the black-robed man who had just appeared before everyone.
The black-robed man gave a wry smile and, with a wave of his hands, the raging miniature sandstorm slowly subsided, revealing Cyclops's blood-streaked figure.
"GRRR..." Cyclops growled deeply, his gaze fixed on the black-robed man, radiating killing intent.
