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."
