"Is it still you guys surrounding me?"
As Lin Dong's words fell, Qiao Renyi's face sank once again. He had orchestrated this trap, planning to "lead the gentleman into the pot"—to catch turtles in a jar.
But who could have guessed, this wasn't "lead the gentleman into the pot," but rather "bring the wolf into the room."
The reason for this turn of events was that Qiao Renyi had underestimated Lin Dong's potential, never dreaming that Lin Dong's strength would surge so much in a matter of days.
However, at this moment, he glanced at the swordsman Bai Ya from Yinghua Country by his side, and the worried expression on his face flashed momentarily.
Then he put on a sneering look, and turned his gaze towards Lin Dong.
"Lin Dong, although it's been a few days since we last met, your strength has improved a bit. With one move you could defeat Jack, but Jack is the weakest among us three."
"No need for him next, just Mr. Bai Ya and I can cut you down."