Looking at their stunned looks, Andrew smiled faintly and said, "Do you want to go down yourself, or do you want me to send you off? But if I make a move, you might be left in a more miserable state."
The warriors looked at each other.
However, before they could open their mouths, the white-haired old man shouted, "You better get it straight. If you dare to come down, don't blame me for being rude to you."
The warriors were at a loss. They now knew that even if they went down, they would not be a match for the white-haired old man.
However, if they continued to stay here, they would not be a match for Andrew. After thinking for a while, they gritted their teeth and released their cultivation to support the weapons in their hands. They tightly surrounded Andrew.
