Roughly calculating, there are at least twenty to thirty people. Forget so many people, even with just ten, an ordinary person wouldn't be able to escape once encountered.
There are too many people.
Moreover, each of them is a member of the Alliance; Fang Yi is alone now and truly can't handle that.
"Better slip away first," Fang Yi muttered to himself.
Fang Yi knew he was no longer who he was before, and there was great hidden danger within him, so without any hesitation, he vanished.
Escaping when you can fight is one thing; escaping when you can't is another.
The former can be considered a tactical retreat, while the latter is like preserving the green hills without worrying about no firewood. From whichever angle you look at it, escaping first was the wisest choice for Fang Yi at that moment.
And Fang Yi didn't find it disgraceful; to be stubborn and confront in such matters wasn't courageous but foolish.
"Don't let him run!"
