(Second update)
The massive doors leading to the inner city of Slaughter City stood wide open. There were no guards stationed on either side, nor were there any patrols pacing the city walls.
It was dead silent and deeply ominous.
The entire gate resembled a devil's grin mocking cowards, or the gaping maw of a Fierce Beast waiting to devour people. It gave one the illusion that stepping forward was heaven, while stepping backward was hell. Once inside, a brand-new hell awaited the newcomer.
The teenage guide introduced the place:
"The inner city doesn't need guards. Anyone in the Outer City with the guts to enter can come right in at any time. Of course, once they're inside, they have to bear the unknowns of the world within."
"Since you're determined to go in, considering you just arrived, please don't leave my side within five meters after entering the inner city. Otherwise, I cannot guarantee your safety."
Hearing this, Yang Ming looked the black-gauze girl up and down. With his discernment, he could tell at a glance that this flat-chested girl contained powerful strength within her. It was just that Yang Ming's tastes had long been spoiled by opponents like Spirit Douluo and Titled Douluo, so he simply didn't regard the girl's strength at all.
"I sense offense in your gaze," the guide said indifferently.
Yang Ming shrugged slightly and said:
"It's really hard to imagine that someone as tiny as you can protect me."
"Just because I am the envoy of the King of Slaughter!"
Like a startled little cat whose tail had been stepped on, the black-gauze girl spoke in a slightly shrill voice. Like a proud black swan raising her chin, a proud light flashed through her beautiful pupils, and she declared with a sense of honor: