Jin Shanshun was shocked. He never expected these previously quiet slaves to suddenly turn so ferocious. Before he could react, they'd already lunged at Ye Qiu.
Jin Shanshun couldn't help but shout out a warning to Ye Qiu, telling him to be careful, but by then it was clearly a step too late.
Ye Qiu showed no trace of panic or fear, as if the ambush from these men had already been anticipated in his mind.
Though these slaves had some foundation as Martial Artists, they were far from being capable of harming him.
No matter how they clawed, struck, or even bit at him, their efforts left no marks on Ye Qiu's body. His physique seemed as solid as iron. Even surrounded by the group, he remained completely unharmed.
"Life or death—I'll give you three breaths' time to decide. If not, I won't hesitate to kill you all."
Ye Qiu spoke calmly.
