However, the team of people that trailed behind had more than a hundred individuals, some riding horses, others walking, and a few in carriages. They were a mixed lot.
"Eh? How come they were exempted from the fee?" Fat Dragon curiously pointed at this group of people; he saw that even those who were riding were only at the Mid Golden Core Stage.
"Humph, that's none other than the young gate master of the Tai Chu Sect, Yang Jingjian, who our City Lord treats with due respect. They definitely don't have to pay," retorted the soldier, shooting a scathing look at Fat Dragon. "If you were powerful enough, you wouldn't have to pay either."
Fat Dragon fumed at this, retorting, "Damn! Why didn't you tell us sooner? We're also incredibly powerful. Your City Lord will have to treat us with the same respect in the future."
"Who are you?" The soldier glanced at Fat Dragon.
