As Wang Zhixin dodged the trampling of the warhorse, he reached out with his right hand to yank the young man from the saddle, while his left hand drew his blade and pressed it against the youth's throat.
"What are you doing! Let our young master go!"
"Brothers, all together now! Take the young master back!"
Twenty-odd thugs drew their swords and knives, swarming forward to surround Wang Zhixin. The Changwei agents behind Wang Zhixin were no pushovers either; they drew their own weapons and formed a defensive circle, facing outward.
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