"You..." the leader of the assassins frowned, the words of this pretty young master... they didn't sound like Jianghu at all. Could it be that he wasn't from the martial world?
"What do you mean, 'you'? Didn't your mother teach you to keep a low profile when you're out and about? So many people beating on one, even we can't stand to watch..." Yang Ruxin didn't give him a chance to speak, "If you've got the guts, fight him one-on-one, or let him gather enough people too, then you fight; that would be fair..."
Upon hearing this, the people around laughed, knowing that these two young masters were definitely not part of Jianghu, wondering which noble family they came from. They were pretending to fight injustice and act the hero.
The assassins also slightly relaxed their brows; indeed, these were not people of Jianghu.