For instance, the old man and the youth were currently being besieged by seven men in athletic attire.
From the looks of them, the oldest was thirty-five or thirty-six at most.
Yet among the seven of them, four were at the Peak of Postnatal, and three were Innate Experts.
Furthermore, among the three Innate Experts, the leader who had yet to make a move was at the Innate Peak of cultivation.
If the men besieging them hadn't been so wary—trying to subdue their foes without injury for the entire fight—and if the youth hadn't deliberately adopted a stance of trading a wound for a life, the battle would not have lasted until now.
Even so, their fate was already clear to see.
The six men continued their assault for a short while longer. The old man seemed to be running out of stamina. In a moment of carelessness, one of the attackers knocked the Long Sword from his hand with a club, instantly disarming and subduing him.
"Uncle Fu!"
