"Xu Fan..."
Outside the temple gate, the atmosphere instantly tensed like a string about to snap, with a confrontation likely to erupt at any moment.
With a face full of anxiety, Zhong Xingyue hid behind Xu Fan and whispered, "Let's... let's get out of here quickly."
This bunch didn't look like they could be easily provoked, and if they lingered any longer, they might really start a fight!
With herself having no fighting ability, Xu Fan's group totaled only four—how could they possibly defeat over ten of them?
"Why should we leave?"
At that moment, Xu Fan turned to look at Zhong Xingyue with a smile.
During that brief moment of distraction, Green Rakshasa took a step forward and approached the cluster of guards head-on!
"You're asking for it! Looks like you prefer punishment over a toast!"
Xu Fan's stance was clearly confrontational. Seeing his underling stepping forward, several guards sneered and rushed to meet him!
