Unfortunately for him, Jing Yan showed no fear. Instead, she gave them a smug look as though she was saying, "Punks, beat me if you have what it takes!" Others might not understand why, but Jing Yan knew very well. With Fangzheng around, she wasn't afraid even if they had ten times more people with them, much less this pitty! Instead, she felt a little expectant for them to attack her. That would allow Fangzheng to take action and vent his anger. The disciples' eyes had gone red as a result of Jing Yan's infuriating gaze, so if they weren't capable of suppressing their urges, they'd have taken action already.
Upon seeing that this group of men was able to put up with her provocation, she raised her head and tried to push them further. "Might I ask, would it be overboard to call fellows like you conmen? In fact, that'd already be kind of praising you. It's better to call you trash!"
