The members of the mysterious organization saw the situation and blocked him one after another. They were like a group of enraged beasts, pouncing on Shen Jingqi from all directions. Some waved sharp daggers, their cold light flashing; others swung thick sticks, creating a whistling sound in the air.
Shen Jingqi's gaze was firm, and his movements were agile. He was like a nimble leopard, dodging left and right among the crowd. Every dodge was spot on, as if he could predict the trajectory of the enemy's attack. His steps were light and swift, weaving through the narrow space, making him elusive to the members of the mysterious organization.
"Don't let him get near the Crystal Ball!" shouted a burly man with a fierce face, his voice echoing in the space with an authoritative presence. He swung a large knife in his hand, slashing viciously at Shen Jingqi.
