"Warning! Warning! You have posed a strong threat to the personal safety of the soldiers and commanders of Sanshui City! Under pressure, they may launch a suicide attack against you! Please try to restrain yourself!"
An urgent prompt appeared on Jiang Dali's panel.
Jiang Dali didn't even glance at it, continuing to walk towards the restaurant's entrance with his arms crossed.
The soldiers nearest to him were so nervous their hearts almost leapt out of their throats, sweat rolling down their faces like beads. Their palms, clasping their weapons, were almost squeezing out water, their entire bodies tense as if their veins would explode.
Who would want to fight with this Evil Star if it wasn't necessary?
The leading commander's face was alternating between red and white, his lips trembling. The two strips of black moustache above his thin lips trembled like porcupine quills, suddenly clenched his teeth, and bellowed,
"Back off! Let him in!"
With a swoosh!
