Only a very small number were surrounded. They would rather commit suicide than be captured alive.
"What's going on? What's going on?" Outside Emerald Pavilion, a golden-robed man appeared. He looked at the nearly 200 corpses in disbelief.
"Lord Yu, more than 100 bandits raided Emerald Pavilion and plundered all its money, including the customers!" A woman from Emerald Pavilion immediately stepped forward and said nervously, "We lost 192 guards."
"What about the customers?" the golden-robed man asked anxiously.
"These bandits only wanted money and didn't wish to kill," the woman replied. "The beauties of Emerald Pavilion are fine, and most of the customers are fine. Only one person lost his life."
"One person?" the golden-robed man asked. "Who?"
