Another three or four minutes passed. Night Glass behaved much more normally this time, doing nothing to give Xiao Mu a headache.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Xiao Mu heard a commotion from afar. He looked up.

His expression shifted instantly. A dozen street thugs marched fiercely toward him, each gripping a gleaming machete.

Seeing those blades, Xiao Mu honestly wasn't sure he could win this fight.

"Damn it, Xu Judong—you're ruthless!" Xiao Mu muttered under his breath. He stood up and strode forward to meet them.

Night Glass and Li Yan started to follow anxiously, but Xiao Mu stopped them with a sharp glance. Reluctantly, they held back. Their strength would only slow him down.

Night Glass shot the thugs a cold glare, then pulled out her phone and dialed.

"Boss, be careful!" Li Yan prayed silently. He felt utterly powerless, unable to help Xiao Mu at all.

The commotion drew a dense crowd of onlookers. Among them, Lin Hanyun did the same as Night Glass—she dialed a number.

Xiao Mu faced the thugs, exhaling lightly. "Did Xu Judong send you?"

"You don't need to know that," the leader sneered. "Just know you're losing one hand today!"

"Then let's see." Xiao Mu narrowed his eyes, muscles tensing.

"Attack!" the leader barked. The group charged.

Xiao Mu activated Shadowless Trace calmly. His movements turned elusive. He appeared before one man, used Sanshou techniques, and slammed him to the ground.

A blade slashed at Xiao Mu's side. He dodged swiftly, kicking the attacker's wrist.

"Ah—" the man cried. His knife clattered down.

Before Xiao Mu could breathe, an attack came from behind. He rolled, landing before others. His leg swept horizontally—knocking them all down.

Though fierce, Xiao Mu faced hardened veterans. They weren't scared.

Their assault grew fiercer. Xiao Mu focused on defense to avoid injury.

But his stamina drained fast. He had to end this now!

Xiao Mu's speed surged. A flying kick struck one man's face—he collapsed, unconscious.

His Basic Medicine skill knew key pressure points.

Yet with one down, the situation barely improved.

The thugs surrounded Xiao Mu, advancing slowly, no longer rushing.

Xiao Mu grabbed the fallen machete. His breathing grew ragged.

Night Glass and Li Yan watched helplessly, nearly bursting to charge in.

Lin Hanyun in the crowd stared with worried eyes.

"System, I need a cheap blade technique. Got any?"

"Recommended: Mountain Cleaving Blade Technique. Cost: 30 points."

"Buy it."

*Ding!* "Congratulations, host. Skill acquired: 'Mountain Cleaving Blade Technique'."

Perfect. Bring it on! Xiao Mu's eyes turned razor-sharp.