They weren't calling for ordinary people, but for masters with ranks. These people were not far away and would quickly arrive, they believed.
Indeed, before long, the sound of air being cleaved suddenly came from all around, and then, several figures swiftly entered.
Eight men in black, each with a long sword on his back, arrived quickly in the living room with a cold demeanor, like vicious ghosts.
Upon seeing these eight figures, the young men all showed signs of delight.
"Haha, kid, dumbfounded, aren't ya!"
"Keep being arrogant, these are the real deal, real masters. I'd like to see how you die now!"
"To think you dared threaten us, I'm gonna kill you!"
That chick by your side is not bad, I've decided to have a real good time with her later!
One after another, vicious laughter arose, these people becoming extremely arrogant once again.
Because they knew that these eight were masters of the Yellow Rank, incredibly formidable, more than enough to deal with the three of them.
