Li Wei had never intended to surround and kill Zhao Dun with sheer numbers.
Not to mention that he followed the advice from Fourth Master and the City Lord, so he was not carrying weapons today. Even if he did, they couldn't kill Zhao Dun, who was in the advanced stage of Bronze Realm.
In terms of speed, strength, stamina, recovery rate, and defense, Zhao Dun was leagues ahead of them. They were no match for Zhao Dun.
As long as Zhao Dun kept his distance, he could hunt them down one by one, all forty-five of them.
"What should we do?"
In the pair of thieving eyes of the manager of the Yunshan Commerce Association, there was already the intention to retreat.
"Keep going!"
Li Wei tried to steady his mind, pretending to be calm, but his voice was trembling severely.
He turned to the crowd behind him, and threatened in a cold voice:
"Remember, when Lord Zhao asks later, just say we came to apologize, we got a little heavy-handed the other day, got it?"