He was also confident that he could keep the enemy out of the manor.
Although none of the 100 guards had reached the Ming Jin level, they were still skilled fighters trained by the Ma family. Two of them working together could fight against Ming Jin warriors, and five of them working together could suppress most Ming Jin warriors.
Even if twelve people joined forces, ordinary internal energy practitioners would be no match for them.
One hundred people, if they don't choose to run away, they are definitely no match for each other.
Moreover, he, Ma Wu, and Ma Yang were all martial artists with internal strength.
If he can't even handle a hidden force with such a lineup, he might as well just find a block of tofu and smash his head against it.
And at this time.
Gao Yan had already dealt with the security guards in the guard post halfway up the mountain and headed straight for the summit.
About five minutes later.
Gao Yan reached the summit with unhurried steps.
Today, the mountaintop is brightly lit by several high-frequency searchlights, making it as bright as day.
A middle-aged man stood in an open space not far from the guard post. Slightly behind him were two burly men, and behind them were a group of 100 burly men carrying batons.
The third steward squinted at Gao Yan, who was slowly approaching. Only after Gao Yan had passed the guard post did he slowly speak: "How should I address you, sir? What brings you to trespass on my Ma family's property?"
Gao Yan said calmly, "One of my juniors was assassinated by Ma Xiangyu's men. I've come here to seek justice!"
Upon hearing this, the third steward looked thoughtful. It turned out that the trouble was caused by the second young lady. However, the second young lady had access to the Ma family's intelligence network and had a group of ruthless people under her command. She was not someone he could afford to offend.
So he said in a deep voice, "How does the old man intend to seek justice?"
"Tie Ma Xiangyu up and hand her over to me, and I'll spare your Ma family. Otherwise, I'll have to go on a killing spree today!" Gao Yan said calmly.
"You really do have... quite the big mouth!"
The third steward couldn't help but laugh in anger. Even if he could make that decision, he couldn't possibly hand over Ma Xiangyu. If he really handed Ma Xiangyu over, what face would the Ma family have left?
The next moment, the third butler waved his hand: "Go, show the old man what he's made of!"
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