The Yanliu Clan is one of the Eight Great Alien Races in the Exotic Battlefield.
Yanliu Clan Members’ hair has two forms: one is smoke, and the other is willow.
Although Lu Lin doesn’t know much about the Alien Races, he does have some understanding of the Yanliu Clan, one of the Eight Great.
When Yanliu Other Race members are in cultivation or normal living state, their hair takes the form of smoke.
Only when they are emotionally agitated, angry, or in battle does their hair turn into willow strands.
A saying circulates in the Exotic Battlefield that Lu Lin remembers deeply.
"Better to curse the King of Hell’s shameless dog."
"Still, go around the Yanliu Clan."
This is because the Yanliu Clan is impulsive and irritable. A small grievance can drive them into battle mode, relentless to the end.
Lu Lin doesn’t know much else, but he definitely keeps this saying in mind.
He humbly approaches the city gate, seeing the unfamiliar yet recognizable three-character name "Hang Tang City," and lines up at the back of the queue to enter the city.
At the city gate, two Yanliu Clan soldiers are collecting entrance fees.
Of course, if someone has a city token, they don’t need to pay.
Soon, it’s Lu Lin’s turn. The two Yanliu Clan members, currently with smoky hair, seem to be in a good mood.
"Hey, brother, which race are you from? How come we haven’t seen you before?"
A red-clad Yanliu soldier looked at Lu Lin with some surprise.
"Stop with all the nonsense; there are people lining up behind you."
The yellow-clad Yanliu soldier interrupted his companion’s jest.
In the Exotic Battlefield, there are so many alien races, they have only seen alien races from surrounding cities, not every one.
"Brother, entrance fee of ten star coins, pay up to enter the city; if you don’t have money, step aside and don’t block the way."
The yellow-clad Yanliu soldier said.
He really didn’t have star coins on him, not on him, nor did he prepare them in his Storage Ring.
When he arrived at the Exotic Battlefield, he only thought this would be a simple task: capture Liu Chang and return.
Now, they were asking Lu Lin for star coins, which he couldn’t produce.
The yellow-clad Yanliu soldier saw Lu Lin’s demeanor and knew he had no money. Encounters like these were far too common.
"Alright, alright, just step aside and cool off; wanting to enter the city without money is truly wasting our time."
"Next in line, hurry, token or 10 star coins, if not, make way."
Lu Lin was pulled aside by the yellow-clad Yanliu soldier, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
Just about to ask if there’s another way to enter the city, a skinny Yanliu Clan member suddenly sidled up to Lu Lin.
"Hey, brother, how should I address you?"
This person stood in front of Lu Lin, not even reaching his chest height.
When speaking to Lu Lin, he had to crane his neck.
"Me? I’m Niu Benben of the Golden Horned Bull Tribe."
"Do you have any business with me?"
Lu Lin’s deep voice came out from within his heavy armor, sounding muffled.
"Hehe, you want to enter the city?"
Without directly answering, the small man continued to ask.
"Then it’s settled. I have a way for you to enter the city, but you must agree to a condition."
The man stood with his hands on his hips, looking proud, as if helping Lu Lin enter the city was a proud achievement for him.
"One condition is fine, but no more."
Lu Lin thought he should portray a naive, forthright character with his current demeanor.
You must stick to your character.
"Alright, then come with me into the city first; as for the condition, you’ll find out soon."
After finishing, the man went to the city guard soldiers, showing his token, then whispered back and forth to them, occasionally pointing at Lu Lin standing not far away.
The two soldiers glanced at Lu Lin with a hint of pity in their eyes, then nodded.
That man then acted like a Big Shot, patting the soldiers’ shoulders before running back to Lu Lin’s side.
"Okay, Niu Benben, follow me."
Lu Lin nodded without speaking, obediently following behind the man.
As soon as he entered through the city gate, Lu Lin saw the situation inside Hang Tang City.
There were rows of small dirt houses, with several wall sections cracked and overgrown with weeds.
Street traffic was bustling, with people constantly brushing past each other.
However, as for the ground, it was not ideal.
Lu Lin curiously looked around, comparing it to Food God City in his mind.
Although the buildings in Food God City are not as good as those within the Federation, at least they have red brick and green tiles, clean windows and streets, and smooth roads.
The humans bustling about there maintain order; it looks like a civilized city.
But this Hang Tang City, though it is ruled and governed by a Titled King, is absolutely no match for Food God City, like night and day, completely incomparable.
"Niu brother, how do you think our Hang Tang City is managed quite well, right?"
"You probably haven’t been out much. Our Yanliu Clan is indeed the best at managing cities among the Eight Great Clans. Look here, the neatly arranged streets, the opened-up viewpoints, and the well-planned shop areas."
"Not only that, there is a special guard team belonging to Lord Hang Tang in the city, responsible for management. If you encounter difficulties from a merchant or have your assets robbed, you can report it to the Guard Captain."
The diminutive man guiding Lu Lin inside proudly exclaimed, continuously gesturing as if eager for this rural Niu Benben to open his eyes wide.