The disciples' expressions changed, and they immediately started trembling; being able to stand up and speak was already the limit of their courage, and now they had no idea what to do.
"Hmph, if you dare lay a hand on us, my father won't let you off!" At this moment, Yuan Qingning suddenly stood up and said proudly to the three middle-aged men.
The three middle-aged men were stunned for a moment; Yuan Qingning thought they were scared and immediately raised her swan-like neck in pride.
"Heh heh, I want this girl, the rest are yours." The bearded middle-aged man in the middle chuckled, a lewd glint flashing in his eyes.
"No, I want this girl, the others are yours, whatever."
The other clean-faced middle-aged man spoke up as well.
All three of them were Martial Artists, drifting around this region, and when they heard Panwu Land was opening, they rushed over too.
