As for the bus driver, since just a moment ago, he had been wanting to escape but couldn't find a chance. In front of these martial arts masters, he feared that a single careless move could cost him his life.
Therefore, the bus driver could only watch dumbly. As long as these masters determined the victor, perhaps he would have a chance to survive. As for the loss of the bus, how could he care about that?
The martial arts masters had temporarily not engaged in combat, and Bai Lan had also opened his eyes. However, Bai Lan's facial expression was still one of undisguised panic; these people were simply too formidable. How had Jiang City suddenly gained so many formidable masters?
"Ding siblings, in the eyes of our Sima Family, you are nothing more than three pigs, mere swine daring to kill this young master? Outrageously wishful thinking!"
Though injured, Sima Hong's speech was still sharp and in no way regarded the Ding siblings as a threat.