Although they didn't know what Sima You Yue had planned, they knew that unless they killed their way out, it would be impossible for them to leave.
However, could they even?
The answer was that it was impossible.
For a hundred of them to face a thousand, and they were even one level weaker than the other guys. How were they supposed to survive?
When they thought of this, many of them felt demoralised. They didn't even have any morale left to fight, and most of them had gone soft.
"Sima You Yue, do you really want to shed all sense of cordiality with our sage pavilion?" Nalan Lan's master said solemnly.
