Xu Zimei's Tyrant Shadow shot out from his hand.
"Bang!"
The Tyrant Shadow directly cut the ropes and embedded itself in the ground.
These ropes were originally binding the villagers, tethered behind horses.
"Who goes there?" the leading soldier shouted, looking at Xu Zimei as he slowly emerged.
"You can call me a hero," Xu Zimei replied.
He was in a playful mood.
Besides, these people were his subjects, though being a hero wasn't his usual style.
But it's not an exaggeration to say that he was pretty much everyone's father in this world.
Helping out when you see injustice isn't a big deal.
Plus, what man doesn't want to don a flamboyant cloak, wield a sword, and ride across Heaven Edge like a heroic knight?
Seeing Xu Zimei's fearless demeanor, the soldier wasn't foolish. He asked proactively, "May I know the hero's name?"
They were just ordinary soldiers in the army.
Bullying civilians was easy, but anyone with a bit of skill, they would avoid.
