"Run fast," the leader bellowed urgently.
Over a dozen people took to their heels, no one dared to engage in a bloody battle with Zhou Kai and his group. The crowd sprinted towards the hall of Eight Horses Tea House. There were a few men guarding outside the main gate, but they saw the defense line at the gate easily collapsing and their own brothers retreating as well.
"What are you waiting for, run!" Seeing this, the men at the door fled as well.
Upstairs in the tea room, Feng Taibao was about to go downstairs and head home when he heard a chaotic mix of shouting and fighting coming from below. Before he could react, a flustered underling rushed in, running and shouting, "Taibao, it's bad news, Lin Chuan is leading people here to attack."
Feng Taibao was slightly stunned, then sneered, "As expected, he still came."
"Taibao, what should we do now?" the underling asked anxiously.
