Not far outside Qingshi City.
At the gates of a large city named Qiuyue City, which has a population of over five million.
At this moment, there are numerous soldiers clad in iron armor, wielding steel blades.
In stature, they appear rather robust as they patrol the gate under the scorching sun.
One of the iron-clad soldiers couldn't help but squint his eyes and whisper to his comrade-in-arms, "Have you noticed that there seem to be a lot more people trying to enter the city today than usual…"
Next to the young man clad in iron armor, a middle-aged soldier also in armor, holding a steel blade.
However, his expression looked somewhat fierce, somewhat daunting to look straight at, glanced at the long queue.
He smirked slightly before whispering back, "You're right, the number of people wanting to enter the city today is indeed much higher than on other days, but who knows if those people have the money to enter the city..."