"Could turning on them now backfire?" You Xuewen said worriedly. "They have too many people and know the place well. Besides the players, there might be traps."
"That Mr. Kang is probably a B-class player," Uncle Guan added.
The situation was clear. Even if Xu Huo was capable enough to hold his own, the rest of them couldn't take on six people by themselves, especially when they were already badly injured. And that wasn't even counting the three children they had with them.
"I'm unconditionally with Old Xu," Chi Minghong said. "They already know we've only been here for two days and can't get out for at least seven. Are we really supposed to wait until we run out of supplies? We're still hungry now. We can bear it for the time being, but who knows what things will be like in a couple of days?"
"Rather than let their forty-odd people come kill us then, we might as well kill a few of them first and ease the pressure." She sounded optimistic. "Maybe they'll see we're not easy to deal with and think twice."
It wasn't necessarily a bad idea, but Uncle Guan was considering more. "Once we set things in motion, there's no turning back. Everyone needs to think this through. To be fair, let's vote."
"Hey," Chi Minghong interrupted. "There are five of you from the Holy Sword Society. Isn't voting a little unfair?"
"People from the Holy Sword Society don't all have to listen to me, especially when our lives are on the line. Everyone's instincts matter." Uncle Guan directed his last sentence at his members, then turned back to Xu Huo. "What do you think?"
"I don't mind," Xu Huo said. The vote couldn't change his decision.
"Fine. If you're in favor of staying in