Either be killed by the man with the cleaver or take him down, there was no other way.
But the only one among them who could be counted as a combatant, Miss Cang, had fallen, and things had reached a state where they couldn't get any worse.
At a time like this, Miss Cang still hoped someone could come to their rescue? This inexplicable optimism was something Ikegami Keito and the others couldn't understand, which left them unable to respond.
"Miss Cang... who are you so confident about?" Changgu Makoto muttered quietly while sneaking glances at the hallway outside.
"... That person, speaking of which, you guys should know him."
"We know him?" Seki Naoya and the others looked over in confusion.
Miss Cang turned even paler. She gasped air into her lungs and then said, "Beichuan... Senior Beichuan from Beichuan Si, you know him, right?"
Beichuan Si? And a senior?
Isn't that the Demon King?
Who doesn't know him?
