The cloaked figures didn't seem to hear Spark's words and continued to tighten their circle, their eyes gleaming in the dim light.
Zhao Shi swiftly moved to stand in front of Spark, his body a shield against the impending threat.
Without uttering a word, the cloaked figures suddenly lunged forward, weapons drawn. Zhao Shi stepped forward, while Spark stepped back, giving his butler room to fight.
The clash was immediate and brutal. Zhao Shi, unarmed, met the onslaught. His fists flew with precision, blocking strikes and countering with devastating force.
The first attacker swung a dagger at Zhao Shi, but he deftly sidestepped, catching the assailant's wrist and twisting it with a sickening crack. The dagger clattered to the ground as Zhao Shi delivered a powerful elbow strike to the attacker's temple, sending him collapsing.
