Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
"It's too late for you to run now!" a hoarse mocking voice called out from the room behind them.
Mo Fan turned around and saw the tattooed man standing in the yard, along with his lackey with a black bandana and the blond-haired brothers.
The four were standing in the yard with evil expressions. They obviously had not planned to stay here peacefully from the start.
"How righteous of you all, let me see… you crawled all the way back here from Saifu Street, that's around a kilometer or two. Are you really that impressive? Or did I go too easy on you?" the man with a black bandana sneered.
"Run, they… they are from the Guild of the Wicked!" Harper gasped.
Mo Fan looked at the blood-covered Harper and the four members with evil smiles. He immediately realized what was going on.
There's a little bit of a power gap I'm sensing here...