"Who are you?" Zhao Yang asked the leader.
"Just call me Xu Biao," Xu Biao said.
Zhao Yang smiled faintly and said, "Had I known, I wouldn't have bothered hiding from XC. Look at us, discovered already. We haven't even had our donkey meat dinner tonight. If I were to be chopped to death now, I'd greatly regret it."
By now the five knife wielders realized Zhao Yang was being sarcastic!
They were somewhat taken aback, and the leader couldn't help but say, "The job you did at the repair shop was sleek, but Zou Liyu's brother is no good in a fight, and those few numbskulls at the repair shop are just a motley crowd. Zou Liyu swore in there that he wants you dead, so today, your death is certain!"
"Oh, is that so?" Zhao Yang said with a smile that indicated he wasn't phased. "Don't think that just because you've got knives I'm afraid of you five idiots."
Feeling underestimated, the five knife wielders simultaneously frowned, and Xu Biao gave a sign with his eyes, saying, "Go!"
