The blade flashed, and wherever the edge reached, knives, swords, spears, and staffs were all overwhelmed, reduced to mere remnants under Huayu Ting's strikes.
Of course, when Huayu Ting fought, it wasn't just as simple as cutting through his opponent's weapons. After all, he wasn't one of the Advance Team members.
If Huayu Ting didn't bother to take Wuting Yan seriously, then to him, those manor soldiers hardly even counted as human.
Born in Kyushu, Huayu Ting was capable of viewing members of the Demon Clan with equanimity, even having a wife and children of Demon descent. Yet, a commoner was a commoner, and a noble clan was a noble clan—this was an insurmountable chasm.
Compared to the noble clan echelon, the commoner class could barely be considered livestock.
Such deep-seated discrimination was entrenched, and Huayu Ting was merely going along with the tide of the times.
