"You dare... hit... this master..." The burly man, his mouth bleeding, pointed at the butler and yelled loudly.
Several bandits behind him also drew out their long swords, congregating waves of colored light, looking fiercely prepared to charge.
The butler calmly scanned them and sneered, "A bunch of trash!"
He swiftly pulled out the soft sword coiled around his waist, and instantly, a wide, blue wave of light materialized.
Seeing the blue wave, all the bandits showed a look of astonishment, then fear.
It was actually, a Second Rank Sword Sect!
A butler being a Second Rank Sword Sect!
Their highest rank was only a Third Rank Sword Master, and they had only one, who was the boss just beaten. The rest were mostly Swordsmen and Sword Masters, with hardly two Great Sword Masters.
Even their boss had his teeth effortlessly knocked out, how could they possibly stand a chance against this old man!
Witnessing the butler's level, even Feng Yueya was astonished.
