Eight hundred people against one, do we even need to fight? A single spit from each could nearly drown a person to death.
And besides, that kid looks so young, barely in his twenties, just like a student.
Dressed all carelessly too, with a ring on his finger, clearly not any kind of expert.
Any one of the eight hundred of us could beat him to a pulp, let alone all at once... it's indescribable.
"Leader, this... this doesn't seem right," someone from the War Wolf Team spoke up.
"Yeah, leader, how are we supposed to fight this...?"
"Just one punch from each of us could kill the guy."
"It wouldn't be good to cause a death."
Members of all four squads began to murmur.
"He Ying, this is too much," Han Wanli's face also changed color.
He knew Tang Rao's temperament well; since He Ying had said as much, the kid would absolutely try to fight it out.
