The two women's hearts trembled a little after he had swept his fierce gaze across them. However, when they thought of their junior sister who had been kicked out of the room, they gritted their teeth and drew their swords from their waists.
Upon seeing this, the man frowned and strode forward and fought the two women on the second floor.
Although the two women were fighting against the man with swords, he had not produced a weapon and he seemed to counter their attacks with ease. It was obvious that the man's strength was far more superior compared to the two women.
When he saw the fight, the shopkeeper retreated to the stairs to avoid being drawn into the fight, and shouted: "Hey, the three of you, three of you there, don't fight, stop fighting…"
"Swish!"
The sound of the sword intent whizzing by could be heard as it grazed across the man's robe. A trace of blood oozed from his arm and stained his robe red.
