"Yes, we don't need senior brother's protection either. Who's afraid of whom? Kill one to break even, kill two to make a profit!"
Yang Wanli was also full of boldness, and in an instant, the three of them felt like an insurmountable barrier filled with immense power, making it impossible for anyone to approach.
Actually, even the inner court bullies the weak and fears the strong, and the disciples of the Medicine Hall are even less willing to fight desperately against these people—it's simply not worth it.
Li Tian's face turned ashen at the moment, feeling caught between a rock and a hard place. He knew well that if he fought Liu Chen, he would gain nothing. He had witnessed Liu Chen's strength in the past; Ou Haochen, one of the Seven Sons of Yanhuang, might not have been overwhelmingly strong, but he was no ordinary person, yet he too was defeated by Liu Chen without a chance to resist.
