Tang Yan sneered inwardly. The City of No Masters certainly lived up to its name-he had barely arrived before running into a honey trap.
Judging by how seamlessly they worked together, they had probably been in this business for quite some time. He had not expected such things to exist in the world of the Martial Dao, too.
He calmly sized up the six men surrounding him.
All six gave off fairly strong auras. The bald man in the lead was already at earth tier sixth grade. The other five ranged from earth tier third grade to fifth grade.
After hearing the woman out, the bald man flew into a rage. Pointing at Tang Yan, he barked, "You little brat! You dared lay a hand on my sister? Mine, San Hu's!"
There was no shortage of traffic near the city gates each day. Many people heading out to train, or just returning from training in the Unowned Forest, stopped near the gates to replenish their supplies or rest.
Quite a few people were familiar with San Hu as well.
These six men and one woman occasionally went to the Unowned Forest to train, though not often. What they enjoyed most was bullying newcomers to Ming City or locals with little backing.
In a place like Ming City, where would one find a good Samaritan who stepped in against injustice? This only made San Hu and his companions increasingly brazen.
Everyone had long since grown accustomed to scenes like this.
Looking at Tang Yan's thin frame, the onlookers could not help shaking their heads. He was too weak. San Hu was sure to fleece him clean this time.
"She's your biological sister?" Tang Yan asked, pointing at the woman.
"No shit! If she's not my sister, is she yours?" San Hu