Why Is the City Lord So Afraid?

The crowd of commoners frowned.

The demons near Hundred Mountains City were all ancient monsters who had cultivated for many years, their powers profound.

At their head was a flood dragon that had half transformed into a true dragon. Under it were four mighty generals: a tiger, a leopard, a chicken, and a wolf.

The four demons occupied the mountains, each commanding a vast horde of demons. Their strength was nothing short of heaven-defying!

This City Lord was greedy for life and afraid of death, fearing his enemies and shrinking from battle, but he had only taken office three years ago.

Over the years, Hundred Mountains City had also seen several hot-blooded City Lords who had ruthlessly launched campaigns against the demons.

In the end, two died, and one was crippled!

Hundred Mountains City had also lost tens of thousands of guards and nearly a thousand experts.

Liu Da hid away and refused to eliminate the demons because he, too, had been terrified by the lessons of those before him.

Could a pair of teenage boy and girl, both under twenty, truly slaughter all those ancient demons?

"Uncle Zhang, you're muddle-headed. How can a young man's hot-blooded boasts be taken seriously? Ah, what a headache—should we leave the city or not?"

"Exactly. How old is he? What demons could he possibly have seen?"

Most people did not believe Xiao Chen.

Remembering the resolute look in the white-clothed youth's eyes earlier, Uncle Zhang hesitated somewhat.

Though that youth had been smiling just now, Uncle Zhang had vaguely glimpsed a trace of sharpness in his eyes—a confidence that none could defeat him.

"Perhaps... there really will be a miracle!" he muttered to himself.

A moment later.

Xiao Chen and Meng Qiuhan appeared in the main hall of a magnificent manor.

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