Lin Fei saw at least thirty or forty fully armored soldiers surrounding him. Notably, some of these soldiers wore bronze armor, unlike the raw-iron armor worn by the previous group. Lin Fei surmised that those in bronze were likely higher in rank. Among the newcomers was the leader who had fled earlier; clearly, he had gone to report the situation.
Having realized that his physical strength was far too lethal for these mortals, Lin Fei decided not to retaliate this time. He would let them attack; their efforts were, to him, no more than a gentle breeze against his skin. Lin Fei had no interest in slaughtering mere mortals, especially since there was no real enmity between them. After all, he was the one who had blundered into their women’s bathhouse—he was in the wrong from the start. He had already accidentally killed seven of their soldiers, so it was only natural for them to retaliate.
Lin Fei stood motionless, hands clasped behind his back. This wasn't cowardice; does a mountain need to fight back against a swarm of ants? This was the ultimate expression of disdain and indifference.
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