It was because of his good nature, lack of experience, and the events of the past two days that he held the Blade Madman in such high regard and respect. In his heart, the Blade Madman's status was only beneath that of teachers and parents. Had it been another more experienced Martial Artist in the Jianghu, they definitely wouldn't have proactively involved themselves in this matter, but would have let it pass without interference.
If nothing else worked, he could release his own aura. Although surrounded by a crowd, a little pressure from his aura would make them disperse, unobstructing his path, and he could leave effortlessly.
The middle-aged man had never found an opportunity to influence the opinion of the crowd before, and found himself elated as if ascending to heaven, feeling immensely proud, he said:
"Hey, Shark Tooth Sword, even though your martial arts are strong, we are not afraid of you."
