They formed into a circle and blocked the manor's exit.
Everyone drew out their weapons and put on an attack stance, as they stared anxiously at Li Moying.
Just when Huang Sanbai was about to attack, a sharp bark was heard from the courtyard.
"What audacity! Sacred Phoenix Race's trash wants to deal with our Young Master Moying? You've overestimated yourselves!"
The mayor's manor wasn't very big. Those guards who had dashed in earlier had already completed their search, and they had just come out.
Just when they reached the courtyard, they saw Sacred Phoenix Race practitioners surrounding their young lord. So they hurriedly dashed next to Li Moying to protect him.
