Chapter 972 - 964 A Battlefront
People are always afraid of the unknown.
The three leaders exchanged a glance, meaning the three of them would attack together. None of them wanted to suffer a loss in this situation, but they also couldn’t lose face in front of their subordinates, so they all advanced together.
Bai Long still stood there, motionless, until those people were close, he extended a hand to block them. For a moment, the three of them gained no advantage. Their subordinates also started to make moves. No matter how skilled Bai Long’s kung fu was, he couldn’t withstand so many people attacking at once; plus, he was getting on in years, and after a while, he started to feel his stamina falling short.
"As long as you hand over the Green-eyed Silver-tailed Needle, we’ll spare your life and won’t trouble you," one of them said, because he knew that continuing the fight would lead to mutual destruction, which was meaningless, so he talked to Bai Long.
"The Green-eyed Silver-tailed Needle is mine. You want it? Only over my dead body," Bai Long said forcefully.
"Then we’ll fight to the death!" the opponent said.
But Bai Long knew today was not the day for a prolonged fight. He couldn’t fall into the hands of others, nor could he let his men suffer unjustly today, even if some were only following him for their own interests.
Bai Long looked for an opportunity to retreat, but this time he indeed underestimated the combined strength of the three sides. It seemed they had improved greatly with each conflict, and his people seemed to have slacked in their training.
Though the current situation wasn’t utterly disgraceful, continuing like this would surely lead to his defeat. Recovering from the aftermath would take a long time. Bai Long fought while quietly contemplating a retreat route.
Gradually, Bai Long started to fall behind. Liu Rui’s men watched from the side, of course adopting a bystander’s attitude, but Liu Rui was different. The person now in danger was his own father. No matter how he feigned calmness, his constantly clenching and unclenching hands betrayed his inner anxiety.