"Alright, let's go in!" Zhang Xiaohao called out.
Waving the folding fan in his hand, he walked with Zixin towards the city gate.
"Halt!" As soon as Zhang Xiaohao and Zixin reached the city gate, they were stopped.
"Ten mid-grade spirit stones per person!" A Black Armor Guard said, exuding an aura of hostility.
"Okay." Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
He slapped the storage bag at his waist with his right hand and took out twenty mid-grade spirit stones, handing them over.
"You can go in now, but remember—no flying within the city! If we catch you flying around the city, you'll have to either pay ten thousand yuan worth of top-grade spirit stones, or you'll die!" The Black Armor Guard said coldly.
Saying this, he stepped aside to let Zhang Xiaohao and Zixin through.
"Let's go." Zhang Xiaohao called out.
