One against nine, even if the opponents were ordinary veterans with not very high combat power, they still held an absolute advantage in numbers. Against ordinary people, nine could take on thirty or even more. And in everyone's eyes, Ye Fan, who was lean and carried a hint of scholarly aura, seemed even weaker than the average person.
Soldiers, with their strong combat power in single combat, could be even more formidable in a group brawl, as they had all received systematic training. Ren Jun, who knew these bodyguards very well, looked disheartened. In his view, Ye Fan's actions were akin to courting death.
"You all attack together and make sure to protect Ye Fan." Seeing that Ye Fan was ready to fight and it was too late to stop him, Ren Jun pulled his bodyguards and servants into the fray. Even if these people weren't very capable fighters, they could at least take some of the heat off Ye Fan.
