The vast majority of knights thought to themselves:

It doesn't seem like a loss after all!

Although it's quite infuriating that their companions were attacked, the ones who got beat up were not themselves after all;

"It's better that it is not me," was the prevailing sentiment at this moment, with most people thinking, "Let it go";

Anyway, they could still continue to slack off, the rewards after completing the mission could still be anticipated. In such favorable conditions, it was best not to think too much, nor contemplate too deeply.

Before long, the overall attitude of the knights had undoubtedly become much more friendly;

Although there was always that one person who felt resentful about their previous misfortune, they ultimately couldn't make much of a fuss;

Under the principle of "the minority obeys the majority," the mood and thoughts of individual people were no longer so important.

"Enjoy your meal, I'll go report on the work first!"

Wang Xiaole aimed at the so-called "comrades," warmly shook his arms a few times, and at the moment he took a step forward, he discreetly glanced at the boss.

Also acting furtively, the boss gave a thumbs-up gesture;

Despite knowing each other for a while, Wang Xiaole still felt a bit of friendship with this boss.

Wang Xiaole thought:

People with such responsibility are rare in this era.

The boss, on the other hand, believed:

In this day and age, being able to dodge debts but paying the accommodation fee upfront from the beginning is indeed very rare.

This was the last time the two of them would meet in this lifetime;

From now on, one would continue to run the inn, living a leisurely life;

While the other would wander the world like a dandelion seed;

Between the two of them, only two words were enough to describe their relationship:

Met once!

Not loved, but met!

Passing through those innocent folks, Wang Xiaole quickly reached the door, and the journey was relatively smooth.

But just as he took the next step, the captain, who had been suspicious all along, suddenly widened his eyes, drew his sword, and announced to his subordinates:

"If he was really sent by the Lord, how could he not be tied up with ropes or iron chains, restraining that beastkin girl; he's a fake, catch him!"

The captain's realization came at the most inopportune moment;

If his reaction had been five seconds slower, the two individuals who had already reached the door could have easily escaped.

The plan that was so carefully thought out ended up in failure at the crucial moment, and Wang Xiaole's current mood was understandably not good.

He felt unhappy, and those deceived knights were even more displeased.

The knights' anger was understandable. After all, they had been played for fools by Wang Xiaole for so long;

Now that the lies had been exposed, they were holding back their frustration, so without a second thought, they drew their swords upon the captain's command.

As the plural attacks came from behind, just as Wang Xiaole was about to make a sharp turn to confront these enemies, White took the initiative.

Assassins were most sensitive to the sense of killing intent.

According to White's judgment, how could he not know that the fierce-looking men in front of him were here to kill their big brother?

Regardless of whether the knights had the ability, at least their actions were intolerable to White.

The big brother was White's exclusive target, she couldn't allow anyone to harm him before she could get to him!

Swoosh!

As the two daggers danced in Bai's delicate hands, the knights' swords swinging down had already been split;

The splitting didn't happen at the hilt, but in the middle between the blade and the edge;

This indicated:

In just a split second, Bai had cut through a dozen swords simultaneously.

It must be acknowledged:

The dual daggers that Bai wielded were indeed sharp weapons;

However, just their sharpness alone was not enough for her to accomplish what she just did;

To put it plainly:

Besides her remarkable speed in action, Bai's quickness in offense was also vital in battles.

Without looking back, Wang Xiaole simply listened to the sound and understood that in the previous moment, he had received help from the little girl behind him.

Wang Xiaole deeply felt that his efforts up to now (less than two days) had paid off.

It was still the analogy of "raising a cat".

Although this cat Bai was not easy to raise, often showing a bit of temperament and at times intentionally creating distance between them...

Yet when dealing with outsiders, Bai could still distinguish between "internal conflicts" and "external conflicts," standing by Wang Xiaole's side considerately.

Now surrounded, Wang Xiaole, in order to break through the blockade set by the knights as quickly as possible, entrusted his back to Bai without hesitation.

With their backs against each other now, forming this special formation, the two of them moved forward seamlessly in perfect synchronization to break through.

At the moment they intercepted and started the battle, all the lord's subordinates were thinking:

The opponents were merely two individuals, while the brothers inside and outside the inn numbered over a thousand;

This was not even considering the combat strength of the regular knights and peripheral soldiers, most of whom were on a level of "veterans";

The former could take on two or three hundred opponents single-handedly, and the latter, not to mention the numbers, could easily handle a hundred;

With a five hundred times difference in military strength, coupled with the decisive gap in combat quality, including the captain, the members of the knights had reason to believe:

This battle was a sure win, we have a significant advantage!

In this seemingly favorable battle, the knights and soldiers were confident, though cautious.

Their combat was steady and solid, but just under thirty seconds into the fight, a peculiar scene unfolded:

There was no abandoning of armor and helmets; the knights and soldiers still held onto their weapons and were clad in armor, but:

Both their equipment, without leaving their hands, flew into the air like that;

As two individuals who couldn't use magic, Wang Xiaole and Bai's fighting style was straightforward – raise their weapons and knock down any enemies blocking their path!

Both of them used melee weapons, but with a single strike, the impact was comparable to the effects of medium-level magic, causing a storm on the scene with just their blades!

The battle on the outskirts of the inn could be described as "crumbling at a touch."

Of course, the knights' estimation was not entirely wrong, at least one aspect of their understanding was correct:

There was indeed a fundamental difference in the combat quality of both sides, but unfortunately, it was the opposite:

The weak were not the ones being besieged, but the seemingly strong group itself.

The boss sat behind the counter, leisurely sipping a pot of tea, not looking at things he shouldn't, but his ears didn't miss a beat in catching the sounds nearby.

Approximately halfway through finishing his first cup of tea, the noise outside completely subsided. There was no sound coming from outside, which could only mean that the entire army of over a thousand had been defeated. Adhering to his principle of not killing needlessly, Wang Xiaole had only sent the captain off with a sword, and he hadn't killed anyone else; everyone else had been knocked down by him. The same principle applied to Bai; she wouldn't let her dual daggers be stained with blood unless absolutely necessary. Bai's intention was very clear as she always followed the big brother in front of her. Wang Xiaole's route was also very clear, planning to run along the path closest to leaving the city without looking back. In the past, this route had presented no problems, but today's situation was slightly different.

The Lord was accompanying Lord Nanyi, circling the entire city along the predetermined path. At present, the Lord's behavior seemed very tense; his ingrained fawning nature made it difficult for him to hold his head high in front of Lord Nanyi, a true big shot. Thankfully, the city's patrol was about to end. The Lord thought to himself: as long as the team leading the way ahead turned a corner after entering the town from this side, the complete circuit of the patrol would be considered a success.

It must be said that the Lord's thoughts were idealistic, underestimating the darkly humorous aspect of reality. Just as the armed military unit that was circling the city arrived near the gate, two figures quickly ran towards them from the distant street. The identities of these two were self-evident; to the leader of this military unit, those approaching figures seemed to be no good news. After all, as they rushed forward, they used their hands to knock down many pursuers who were almost catching up; since the large group of people falling to the ground were their own comrades, those two figures that were nearly upon them must surely be considered enemies.

"Stand ready!" This military unit guarding the two VIPs held not just intrinsic value; even within the entire town, they were an elite force, much stronger than the ones who had previously gone to the inn to arrest people. The formation of the troops was also carefully thought out: the first row was composed of shield bearers, tasked with frontally intercepting targets; following them in the second and third rows were spear and broadsword wielders; their role was to counterattack with weapon advantage once the shield bearers had blocked the target. Due to the urgency of the situation, the military formation could only be arranged this way temporarily; however, in terms of practical value, these three rows of troops could somewhat be effective if their opponents were coming at them head-on!

Perhaps due to being accustomed to the unexpected, Wang Xiaole, upon seeing the enemy's formation directly ahead, suddenly turned his feet and led Bai in a sharp turn. Consequently, the Lord, who had been watching the excitement in a safe zone, suddenly realized: those two aggressively approaching individuals were coming straight towards him! Now, the only thing standing between the Lord and the two individuals was a relatively weak row of soldiers; displaying agility, the two individuals leaped over this single defense line and closed in on the Lord. Now, the Lord was not only feeling nervous...