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Bai Shanshui's throat went dry as he watched Lin Fei stand at ease with his hands clasped behind his back, the picture of relaxation amidst the groans on the ground.

He did a quick tally, including the last security guard who had dashed in; there were eighteen in total.

They were muscular and robust, not quite on par with professional fighters, but definitely well-trained.

Yet