At that moment, with an overwhelming number of slaves rushing recklessly backward, the slender guard scolded Ye Fan, "Keep your side secure! Don't let the slaves break through!"
But Ye Fan was calm and said indifferently, "I think I have other options."
"What do you mean?" the Vanguard Leader demanded, moving to whip him.
Just then, Ye Fan struck down with his sword. Several guards immediately collapsed, and the slaves surged through the gap. The remaining guards had no choice but to fight the monsters.
"Damn it!"
"Bastard!"
No one had expected Ye Fan to act so suddenly. His actions truly defied all logic.
Ye Fan fought valiantly, cutting a path forward. He finally saw what these green-eyed monsters were. They had bodies of crystalline ore and resembled hungry wolves. In the darkness, they were like hounds from Hell—the guardians of the mine veins, spawned from the ore itself.
Ye Fan shouted, "Returning to the Sect Sword!"
