Counterattack

'An arcanist…'

The escorts of the Fierce Wind Escort suddenly felt their bodies stiffen.

They were in an awkward situation.

If the goods behind them were not delivered to the Black Willow Institute, they would definitely be punished by the Black Willow Institute. By then, there was a high probability that they would not survive the punishment.

But if they insisted on fighting this arcanist head-on, they would have a high chance of dying as well.

Just as everyone was panicking, Xu Ning was the only one who was calm.

'Although this person in front of me gives me a sense of oppression and danger, it is not until the point where I can't resist or fight back…'

Xu Ning thought to himself, 'If I'm not wrong, this person should be in the mid-level of rank one. I should be able to defeat such an arcanist…'

Thinking up to here, Xu Ning began to secretly prepare to engage in a fight.