Hearing the words "Black Wood Lotus," Zhao Youting's face changed color.
He retreated again.
His complexion pale as death.
"Stop him! Are you all deaf? Stop him for me!"
However...
Fang Yu's sword strike was enough to shock the heavens and move the spirits.
Who would dare to step forward?
The group of martial artists exchanged looks, deeply wary of Fang Yu's strength.
"Boss Zhao, this guy has at least... the strength of the Martial Arts Sixth Layer... sorry, we're not ready to die yet!"
"Retreat!"
These people...
were not truly members of the Zhao Family.
They were martial artist enforcers hired by Zhao Youting for his personal gain.
These martial artists lived to earn money, but certainly did not wish to lose their lives for it. Who would do something where you earn money only to have no life to spend it?
This call to retreat caused the remaining half of the martial artists to back away.
However...
Fang Yu's voice rang out:
"I'm sorry, but you can't leave."
