Heath didn't waste any more time talking to them. He kicked the nearby soldier.
With a thud, the soldier was sent flying dozens of meters away like a cannonball. Then, he crashed heavily on the ground. No one knew if he was dead or alive.
A soldier's eyeballs were about to fall out.
Heath looked at them with a faint smile. "Do you still want to point the spear at me?"
The soldiers' expressions changed drastically.
"Ah!"
"It's... a monster!"
They cried out in alarm and threw down their weapons before dispersing in a hubbub.
Heath could not be bothered with them. He flicked his finger lightly, and with a 'ding' sound, the silver coin in his hand flew into the air before rolling and falling to the ground. It landed squarely in the middle of the city gate's entrance.
Leading his horse, Heath walked through the entrance into the city.
Outside the city, it was hell.
Inside the city, it was still hell.
