Meng Xingxian glared at him.
The guard seemed accustomed to arrogance. With just that glare, he let out a cold snort, said "Oh-ho," and then "clang," drew the knife from his waist.
Li Yuan handed over a Gold Yuanbao, tossing it over.
The guard took the Yuanbao, a hint of greed flashing in his eyes, then stopped, saying only, "Wait quietly!"
A moment later...
As the guard was checking the passage documents of other travelers, perhaps annoyed, he drew his knife again, intending to threaten those entering the city.
But before he could complete his next action, he felt his body enveloped by a terrifying force.
That force made him, after drawing the knife, fluidly place the blade against his neck and swiftly swipe.
Immediately, his neck was slit, and blood gurgled out, the guard heavily collapsing to the ground, his eyes showing only the immense fear remaining in the final moments before death.
The gate area descended into chaos.
