"Yang Jian, stop running! Stand still!"
"You tell me to stop, and I should stop? Then why don't you go die when I tell you to?"
Yang Jian ran without looking back, snapping at them as he did.
Inside the empty, dim castle, several people panted as they ran with knives, swords, and hammers in hand. They chased Yang Jian all over the place, determined to kill him.
But Yang Jian was too fast. He was bare-handed and not particularly strong, yet he was agile, and that was his advantage.
"You're a captain, yet you're this cowardly? You don't dare face us head-on and instead turn around and run like a coward. Don't you even have the courage to risk your life?" someone shouted mockingly.
"Catch me first, then talk. You can't even outrun me, and you want to kill me? Dream on."
Yang Jian shot back without any courtesy.
The man named Liu was furious now and had begun to lose his cool. "Someone go around that way and cut him off. We know these paths better than he does. No matter how he runs, he can't escape. The moment we catch him, he's dead."
Flanking him was a good idea.
But no one dared agree.
They were ordinary people too. Even with weapons in their hands, their advantage was not that great. Yang Jian could easily turn around and kill them instead.
"There aren't many of us. We have the advantage only when we stay together. If we split up and the ambush fails, someone could end up alone and get killed. I don't agree with that plan."
The brawny foreigner flatly refused.
"Liu, don't be impatient. He's trapped here and can't get away. If we spend a little more time, we'll definitely catch him. Then we can