Shen Xian couldn't dodge fast enough; the group had already started throwing punches at her with bare hands.
She had no choice but to fight back. Fortunately, the narrow staircase meant she wasn't surrounded. After quickly disposing of the few people in front, she tried to hurry into the glass door, but her leg was caught by someone on the ground, and the attackers from behind quickly caught up.
Having no alternative, Shen Xian stomped her foot down, her body half-suspended in the air as she feinted a half-circle outside the handrail before coming back. Her feet, like pedaling a bicycle, kicked away the two men in front of her. Those she kicked fell backward, causing the others behind them to retreat a couple of steps.
"Hey, friends, it's that Eastern maid from before!"
Some confused people on the third-floor balcony peeked out over the stairwell to check the situation. The man who had asked Shen Xian to pour wine earlier recognized her and excitedly introduced her to the others.