With so many people lying on the ground, how could it not be clear just how formidable their opponents were? Who did this person think he was facing? The kind who, incapable of rebelling or truly standing up for themselves, were merely dimwits in the settlement? All of them were plagues! To speak with this kind of attitude, wasn't he afraid of offending someone to death?
Worried that Scar-faced would say something even more outrageous, Brother Gui had no choice but to brace himself and walk up to Scar-faced, whispering, "Brother Blade, these folks are really tough; we'd better be careful."
Little did he know, as soon as Brother Gui finished speaking, Scar-faced turned his head, gave him a disdainful glare, and scoffed, "What do you know?" Scar-faced didn't take Brother Gui seriously; in his eyes, crushing Brother Gui was as easy as crushing an ant. So, even though Brother Gui warned that the other side was formidable, he completely dismissed the idea.
