As he stared at Gu Ruoyun's faint smile, Ling Xi gulped. He finally regained his composure and exclaimed, "Gu Ruoyun, I have never expected you to conceal your powers so well. I simply cannot understand, why didn't you raise your hand against me when you had the chance? However, aren't you thinking too highly of yourself? There are so many of us and only one of you. If we come at you together, do you really think that you would be a match for us? I'll give you one last chance. Hand over the treasure and I might grant you an easy death!"
"That's right, this woman is alone. And there are so many of them. How could they be afraid of her? Could it be that she doesn't understand the concept of being hopelessly outnumbered?" Ling Xi thought to himself.
"Treasure? You mean this?" Gu Ruoyun swept her gaze towards the crowd. Then, with a swoosh, a sword appeared in her hand and she pointed its rusty blade towards Ling Xi.
