OVER A THOUSAND MEN
Turning his gaze to the guards who are charging toward him like moths drawn to a flame, Jordan crinkles his nose in mild annoyance and says provocatively, "If you dogs wish to keep your heads, it would be wise to steer clear of me."

"Brazen!"

"Crazy!"

"Such audacity!"

The crowd erupts in chaos. Over twenty guards are charging at him, and here he is, warning them that he'll decapitate them if they don't back off. It seems utterly absurd!

"He really won't give up his ego until he sees a coffin," a young man hisses.

"You, punk, you are quite arrogant!" One of the guards casts a cold glance at Jordan, his fists clenched and his eyes dark. "We outnumber you by a wide margin. What makes you think you can decapitate us?"

"Believe it or not, that's entirely up to you," Jordan shrugs indifferently.

"Hah!" The guards can't help but feel insulted by Jordan's nonchalant attitude. Despite being mere guards, they are highly skilled. Most people wouldn't dare challenge them, but this country bumpkin
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