After chatting with the old man from the newspaper office and obtaining some information, Luo Chuan left with a newspaper in hand.
The Grand Flower Expo was Sainia's annual traditional festival, bringing together all manner of flowers from the surrounding nations.
Besides the exhibitions, it naturally included many other things, such as the exchange of various interests. However, such information was beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Luo Chuan walked along the streets. There were quite a few pedestrians, as well as all sorts of magic-powered vehicles. If these magic-powered devices appeared on Tianlan Continent, they would certainly be interesting.
Tianlan Continent's development of formations was flourishing, so naturally there was no shortage of tools created through intricate formations. Yet because of their cost, they were exceedingly rare, and Luo Chuan had never seen any before.
The greenery lining both sides of the street had also bloomed into a riot of purple and red, giving off a gentle floral fragrance that refreshed the heart and delighted the mind.
Luo Chuan wandered the streets without any particular destination. He did not take the magic-powered trains that rushed past with a "whooo, whooo, whooo." Walking and riding a magic-powered train were entirely different experiences.
After walking for some time, the architectural style around him changed, clearly becoming far more upscale. Luo Chuan's gaze landed on a shop not far away—Dream Weaving Firm.
If he remembered correctly, the newspaper had mentioned it a couple of days ago. Dream Weaving Firm had joined the investigation into the explosion.
Yet two days had already passed, and there still seemed to be no news. He wondered how the investigation was going. After all, it was a renowned detective agency in Sainia, so it should not be all bark and no bite.
Inside Dream Weaving Firm, Herman