Four....!
Zhang Rongfang's heart sank.
If it were just one person alone, he might still have the chance to fight with all his might and win, but four....
He's in trouble.
"Interesting. In the end, the one causing trouble has always been Zhang Ying himself. So, Yue Dewen has always misunderstood his disciple?" Yu Wenji said calmly.
"Where are the people from the Reverse Time Association? Let them come out." Lin Hansheng stepped forward, his gaze sweeping the surroundings.
Despite someone suppressing the Reverse Time Association from above, there might still be close guards protecting Zhang Ying nearby.
"Why bother talking? Just capture him!" Having confirmed no one was around, Yu Wenji, whose men were killed, immediately tore off his cloak and strode forward.
"To deal with a mere junior, and even trouble us four, what a grand face he has."
With a clang, he drew a short-handled battle axe from his back using his right arm.
