The two figures in black jumped back a few steps, feeling discomfort in their chests, as if their blood was boiling.
A few of them exchanged blows with the fat man and were clearly at a disadvantage.
They all carried varying degrees of injuries, while the opponent stood there unscathed, with a leisurely demeanor.
Is this what it’s like to encounter a skilled warrior?
What should they do? Fight or retreat?
The five of them focused their gaze on Ji San.
As the Crown Prince’s personal Hidden Guard, he held the highest rank among them. This operation was organized by him under the Prince’s orders, but seeing the situation now, if the fight continued, not only would they fail to teach those little rascals a lesson, they might lose their lives instead.
Ji San was sweating heavily, the shoulder he had taken a blow on was throbbing with pain, he also wanted to retreat, but the Crown Prince was watching...
He could only grit his teeth and shout, "Attack."
Setting an example, he used his Qinggong to harshly punch towards the middle-aged man’s direction~
With a "bang," his body was knocked back to the position he had just left by a single palm strike!
The other five Hidden Guards: ...
An arrow once released has no way to return.
A Hidden Guard must always obey their master’s orders; even knowing they will be defeated, they still charge forward without hesitation. This time, it must be said, they encountered a formidable opponent.
With anger like a capsized mountain, they started to battle, the sounds of fighting and clapping resonated.
Within moments, a few black-clad figures lay scattered on the ground, devoid of their former prowess.
One cannot judge a person by appearance, nor measure the sea with a bushel.
Even the elite warriors from the Imperial Palace, known for their grueling training, were rendered helpless, while the opponent remained unscathed.
When night falls, they would still have to face the Crown Prince’s punishment.
The Hidden Guards expressed their bitter fate!
Standing nearby, Ye Zhi slowly approached and interrogated the aggressors, "Tell me, who sent you here? Or else I’ll report this to the authorities and have you jailed."
She circled the leading figure in black a couple of times.
Her slender hand touched her chin as she pondered, "But this leading figure in black, why do they look so familiar?"
Standing two meters away, the petite figure moved towards the leader, touching her chin as she tried to remove his black face veil.
How could Ji San allow her to succeed? Ignoring his injuries, he struggled to rise and prepared to resist~
Behind the petite figure, a middle-aged fat uncle walked up alongside her, his gaze sharp with an invisible aura of anger.
Uh, the man decided it was better to play dead, knowing that resisting would lead to real death.
Ji San, lying on the ground with his eyes closed, felt a "rip" as his veil was torn off.
It was as if taking off a covering of shame, a hint of blush appeared on his face, feeling a bit embarrassed...
He immediately realized this was the shame of a defeated warrior as the legend describes.
Huanhuan, with sharp eyes, was a step slow, but recognized him immediately when the veil was pulled off, "Ah, isn’t that the person by the Crown Prince’s side? The one who wanted to hit Ah Zhi last time and brought more people this time, why are they so persistent?"
"Hey, quickly explain what’s going on, confess honestly, or I’ll have Housekeeper Tan give you a couple more hits."
She stretched out her lotus-embroidered shoe to kick his leg with force.
Hands clenched and ready to fight again, with a stance ready for another match~
Ji San, with the professionalism of a Hidden Guard, snorted coldly, "Hmph." He sat up from the ground, propping himself with one hand and turned his head to the side.
Do as it pleases you, whether kill or chop!
They no longer feared.
Huanhuan’s eyes widened, raising her small hand to intimidate, "Oh, my, this hot temper of mine, I must let you feel this lady’s might."
Seeing that she was about to make a move~