At the same time, they all drew the sharp steel knives tied at their waists.
The expressions on their faces carried a hint of fierce intent.
It seemed that the soldiers guarding the City Lord's Mansion were not going to let Luo Yao in easily.
"Shall I use some forceful methods then?"
Luo Yao looked at the people before him and shook his head helplessly.
As he thought this, he raised his head and looked directly at the soldiers guarding the City Lord's Mansion.
In the next moment, he took a step forward.
With that step, his aura suddenly became fierce.
The soldiers only felt a strong pressure coming directly towards them.
They felt as if they were being oppressed by a mountain, nearly unable to breathe.
Their blades could hardly be held in their hands.
"This, this is..."
The soldiers thought in horror.
They finally realized that the young man before them was not so simple.
However, even though they were aware of this,
they still wanted to fight to the death to stop him.
