None of the Eighteen Horsemen were amateurs. Even though a good portion of them chose to submit to the other side, those who remained didn’t lose their cool.  

With the number of enemies they were facing, the remaining seven experts of the Eighteen Horsemen huddled with their backs against each other. 

They tried to fight their way out in one direction, but the enemies they were facing were too strong. They soon found themselves back in a tight encirclement. Luckily, Yang Zhenbiao was still hoping to capture them alive. His order earlier to kill anyone who resisted was there to strike fear in their hearts, but he clearly ordered his men to show some restraint. Otherwise, some of the weaker ones would have already died.

As the battle raged on, Shang Xia turned to stare at Mister Bu. They seemed to be locked in a stalemate as the corners of their eyes twitched in annoyance.

“Aren’t you going to help them?” Mister Bu growled.

“You’re my senior....