Ash attacked Urmas with a frantic barrage, neither there any techniques in it nor did he have any idea what he was doing, just brutal dagger-waving fueled by rage.
Urmas, a veteran warrior who had gone through hundreds of life-and-death battles, found Ash's attacks no different than bullying a child. With simple and casual movements, he dodged all of Ash's attacks and even had time to taunt and laugh at him amidst the chaos.
"Hmm? You're not the child of that noblewoman I caught a few months ago, are you? Her face was quite similar to yours. Although she was later bought by a fatty, she threatened me many times, saying that her son knew everything and would soon come to seek vengeance. However, judging by your attire and your weapon's poor quality, you don't look like the son of a noble from any angle... Ahhh, sigh, there are many who harbor grudges against me. Kiddo, why don't you just spill out your sad story and save both of our time?"