A few people were stunned simultaneously. Originally, they wanted to announce their names and strength to show respect, but Yi Xingtian didn't even give them that chance.
Although they admitted their strength couldn't match Yi Xingtian's, being looked down upon in such a manner still made their anger boil. A man can be killed but not humiliated; Yi Xingtian was far too arrogant.
"Please instruct us!" The young leader suppressed his anger, drawing out his longsword as he spoke.
Yi Xingtian slowly extended her right hand. The girl standing on her left side stepped forward, took down the longsword from her back, and respectfully handed it to him. Another girl produced a white silk cloth, carefully wrapping it around the sword hilt.
