Yang Chen looked at the five men casually standing in formal wear, and his heart skipped a beat.
These five might seem randomly positioned, but they've already blocked all his escape routes.
Don't be fooled by their carefree demeanor; the cold gleam in their eyes doesn't lie.
"Can't even halt a mere person from Flame Country? This is embarrassing!"
"Arrogantly barring us from action, if we weren't blocking the way here, this guy would probably have escaped!"
"Killed so many of our people and wants to leave? Not so easily, even though they were just lowly people, it'd be shameful if word gets out!"
"Aye, aye! Laying claim like it's true, there's no relation with you guys, okay? I saw him first, so... he's my prey!" A man in a floral shirt waved to stop them, arrogantly glaring at Yang Chen, slowly straightening himself.
"What did you just say!" The man with the shrill voice took two steps forward, glaring at him, "This is my next task, you want to steal my business?"
