The guards heard her words, without thinking, they dismounted, drawing their swords and rushing toward Zhe Jue and Uncle San.
"Really eager to seek death, aren't they!"
Zhe Jue sneered, drew his sword directly, and thought, how long had it been since he had truly fought?
He himself couldn't remember.
Just right, these people could give him a chance to stretch his muscles.
When the two sides started fighting, Uncle San, who was originally very tense and thinking about helping Zhe Jue, realized that there was no need for him to use martial arts at all.
Just Zhe Jue alone was enough to beat the guards around Su Meihua into total disarray.
Moreover, Zhe Jue fought swiftly and precisely, not directly killing people but knocking them out by hitting them on the back, swiftly and ruthlessly knocking them unconscious.