The two men stood about two meters away from Mo Xian. Their expressions were grave, entirely lacking the arrogant contempt of the two who had gone up before them. They looked somewhat alike, except that one was tall and the other short, and each held a single-bladed saber. It was clear they frequently worked together; from the way they walked over to how they took their stances, they moved with seamless coordination.
Mo Xian glared at the two, thinking with bitter resentment: "Ganging up on someone!" But she said nothing out loud. With so many of them on the opposing side, wasn't that what they were doing all along?
"Kid, be a good sport and surrender right now!" The tall man twitched the corner of his mouth and shouted at Mo Xian.
Chapter 31