Under normal circumstances, Fan Luojia would naturally never have dared to act so arrogantly toward Zhao Wunian.
He had always been cautious by nature. Without absolute confidence, he would never make a move against someone of Zhao Wunian's caliber.
But now, three of them were besieging Zhao Wunian, and Fan Luojia's courage had grown considerably.
In any case, Fan Luojia's reputation in the Jianghu had long since gone rotten. He had no shortage of labels like sinister, treacherous, and two-faced. All he was doing now was kicking someone when they were down—something he did often enough.
Zhao Wunian shot him a disdainful glance. "If I hand over the items, you'll let me go? I'm afraid what you want now is still my life, isn't it? Besides, I, Zhao Wunian, have never had the habit of handing over what's mine and swallowing humiliation to save myself!"
Zhao Wunian understood his current predicament perfectly well.
The three of them were besieging him, but in truth, two of them harbored killing intent toward him.
Erduo wanted to kill him partly to avenge the arrow from before, and partly to weaken Great Zhou's overall strength as much as possible.
The White Lotus Holy Mother's thoughts were much the same as Erduo's. Thus, unlike Fan Luojia, the two of them did not waste words and directly began striking to kill.
At that moment, a calm voice slowly drifted over.
"You all seem to be having quite a lively fight."
Su Xin and Gongsun Yun appeared on the scene. The White Lotus Holy Mother and the other two immediately paused, their expressions as unpleasant as if they had swallowed a fly.
They had been just one step away from finishing off Zhao Wunian, yet Su Xin had suddenly emerged halfway through.
The instant Zhao Wunian saw