(Thanks to book friend 1710**41 for the reward, becoming the first Alliance Hierarch of this book!)
Yang Kai and his sister Yang Ying knew that if the two of them walked back like this, they would probably be robbed of the instant noodles they carried, which were worth 500 Crystal Coins after all.
The rules of the post-apocalyptic world are all built upon the foundation of strength.
The Nanmu City where Yang Xiao resided had just over 20,000 people, relatively easy to manage, but Magic City now had more than 200,000 people, making it much harder to manage, especially for underclass individuals like the siblings Yang Ying and Yang Kai, whose lives and deaths few would pay attention to.
Yang Kai, as a boy, summoned his courage, holding the Black Sword in his hand, and said:
"Don't worry, I have a sword."
In fact, he was just trying to show some courage in front of Yang Xiao; deep down he was still somewhat afraid.
Yang Xiao smiled and patted Yang Kai's shoulder.
