A red clothed man who held a saber in his hand was walking towards Yang Ye’s group while accompanied by 4 other middle aged men. The red clothed man’s saber was being dragged against the ground, and it caused sparks to spray as he walked.

The expressions of many in the surroundings changed drastically when they saw the red clothed man, and their eyes were filled with fear.

The red clothed man stopped and glanced at the surroundings, “Are all of you still not going to fuck off?”

Their expressions changed slightly, but none of them dared to talk back and just vanished on the spot.

The red clothed man chuckled and gazed at Yang Ye, “My name is Qian Sha, and I’ve come here just for your group. Do you know why I’m here?”

Yang Ye nodded, “I know a little.”

Qian Sha smiled, “It’s really normal for a few to die from causing trouble in this city. If they die, it was because their strength was insufficient, and it can’t be blamed on anyone. But I heard that you are very arrogant, and you didn’t respect us guards at all. Is that so?”

Yang Ye grinned, “There’s no need for all that crap. Just be frank and tell me what you want, so that I know how I should deal with you. Men should be...