A Brutal Strike (2)

"Oh? What are you going to do about me then?" Mirth hung about Ji Fengyan's lips. She turned fully to regard Hu Sisheng.

Taking a deep breath, Hu Sisheng scanned the rest of the Green Nightmare Army from the corner of his eye. "When did you all become such worthless bums? A bunch of guys just standing there watching? Why are you not defending the reputation of the Green Nightmare Army?"

Hu Sisheng's shout woke those soldiers from their stupor. Regaining their normal faculties, they were hit with the fierce realization that as a group battle-hardened soldiers, how could they have been so petrified by the threats of a young fourteen-year-old girl? They would end up being the laughingstock of the whole barracks if news of this leaked out.

Registering all that, the soldiers sprang into action. Everyone stepped forward, flanking Hu Sisheng on the sides and taking up confrontational postures.