Yan Xing walked with his head down towards the Lord's Mansion. He felt an oppressive sense that the city was like a volcano on the verge of a major eruption.
The influx of numerous mercenaries pushed the already strained city supply system to the brink of collapse.
Almost no shops on the streets were open for business. Even the few that were open had very little on their shelves.
The idleness of the mercenaries caused a sharp deterioration in the city's law and order.
The lower-ranking mercenaries were particularly affected. They didn't earn much and had little savings. Now trapped in Nuta City, they had no income yet faced prices far beyond the norm.
Their purses were quickly emptied, making their tempers volatile.
Yan Xing had already witnessed several brawls among mercenaries along the way, and the City Defense Force's response was extremely sluggish, bordering on complete indifference to the conflicts.
