Zhong Lingyun's expression slightly changed, his figure flickering as he shouted, "What's going on?"
A young City Guard sneered, "Good thief, you almost deceived me!"
His eyes restrained the golden light as he laughed coldly, "What a pity, your luck is bad!"
He took out a golden token from his bosom, which was shining with golden light.
The City Guards rushing towards Zhong Lingyun saw the anomaly of the gold medal and accelerated their charge.
Holding the shining token high, the young City Guard looked proud, smiling arrogantly, "No Evil Demon can sneak into the Imperial City, no matter how strong your cultivation is!"
"Evil Demons deserve to be exterminated, kill—!"
"Kill—!"
"Kill!"
...
The City Guards accelerated, their blades flowing like sheets of light, dozens of white flashes forming a sea of light, aiming to engulf him.
