"It is impossible under normal circumstances, but what if Thousand Miles Drunk's around?" Flame Singed Clothes asked.
Southern Lone Blade glanced at him. Out of the seven, he was the one who was most afraid of Gu Fei. It was most likely because he shared the same job class as that man, so just from comparing himself to the man, he already had a hard time figuratively lifting his head off the ground. Southern Lone Blade patted him and said, "Thousand Miles Drunk is but one man."
"Just one of him is able to match with all seven of us!" Flame Singed Clothes countered.
"No, what I mean to say is that… We can split up and flee…" Southern Lone Blade felt that he should retract what he had thought moments before; Flame Singed Clothes was not as frightened of Gu Fei as he had thought, for he was still thinking about taking him on! It was Southern Lone Blade himself whose first thought was to swiftly make their separate escapes.
