When the helper saw the bad guys in front of him holding swords,
he turned to Zhao Rong beside him and said,
"Brother Zhao Rong, for such small fries, you don't need to do anything. Let me take care of them..."
Zhao Rong, full of confidence in his helper, said,
"Alright, helper, since these people in front of us are neither magical beasts nor renowned martial arts masters,
they are merely a few eunuchs,
so I'll leave them to you to handle..."
Meanwhile, standing opposite them, the chief eunuch of the Eastern Factory, Cao Shaoqing, saw the two exotic-looking people in strange clothes not taking his highly skilled eunuchs seriously.
He said angrily,
"You two foreigners from the Western Regions, don't underestimate us from the Eastern Factory...
Boys, go take these two apart into mincemeat for me..."
At this moment, the helper took out a brick from his pocket, held it in his hand, and said,
"Even though you eunuchs from the Eastern Factory all have swords,
