The young man finished speaking, taking a heavy breath; he couldn't help but cough twice, his face becoming somewhat ashen.
"But anger can't be used as food, kid," an older mercenary looked at him with some pity and replied, "You talk about the law code with them, they talk with you using their fists. Their fists are bigger, what can you do? We are all here, yet they still ignore us. Why? Because they simply aren't afraid of us."
"Even if we want to siege the city, can we even break in?" another person also said, "Don't be unrealistic, don't forget that bastard has an army too."
The young man in the grey-green robe bit his lip but couldn't answer.
But just at that moment, the crowd started to stir. Everyone was stunned, and those mercenary group leaders immediately turned around alertly and shouted, "What's going on, what happened? Why so chaotic!"
