He walked toward the city gate, and the people coming and going along the road gradually grew more numerous.
Xiao Bai instantly felt as if he had arrived in a foreign land. Most of the passersby—men—were rather sturdy, their skin bronze, looking exceptionally fierce and tough. The women's skin leaned toward a wheatish tone, quite like Latin Americans from his previous life.
These women were nothing like the reserved, soft beauties within the Jia Ma Empire. A bandeau and a short skirt tightly wrapped their chests and hips, revealing toned, slender waists and a pair of long, taut legs. As they walked, they swayed like water snakes, carrying a uniquely alluring charm that was quite captivating.
Seeing this, Xiao Bai clicked his tongue, and a phrase instantly popped into his mind: exotic flair, swaying supreme.
Arriving before the city gate, he saw two large characters carved above the earthen-yellow gate—Desert City. The black-red lettering actually gave off a bloody feeling.
The weather was scorching. At the city gate, a dozen or so soldiers in armor, holding long spears, were rather impatiently urging the pedestrians entering the city to pay the entrance tax. Some were even shouting curses loudly.
Xiao Bai followed the flow of people to the gate. A soldier captain was just about to raise his head, glare, and bark out a curse, when he suddenly saw a pair of deep eyes looking at him calmly.
Looking into those eyes, his mind shook, and cold sweat streamed down his back. He was a veteran, with an instinctive reaction to life-and-death danger, and the words he had been about to curse out instantly stuck in his throat.
Seeing that he did not start cursing, Xiao Bai placed ten Gold Coins on the table and slowly walked into the city.
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