Inside the teahouse, many patrons quietly listened to the storyteller's tale. A cooling array kept the temperature pleasantly cool, making no one want to leave at all.
Outside the window, the blazing sun scorched the streets. The few pedestrians hurried along, and even the animals had each found a patch of shade, quietly waiting for the hottest part of the day to pass.
"How did you find it?"
In a private booth on the second floor, Ji Wuhui took a sip of the chilled tea provided by the teahouse. Naturally, it could not compare to his Seven-Colored Moonfall Tea, but there was no need to savor it—so long as it quenched his thirst, that was enough.
Bu Cangqiong, seated across the tea table, was still dressed in his signature red robes. His gaze never left the storyteller below the stage, whose voice was carried clearly to the second-floor booth by some sort of array.
Ever since the Tianxing Empire and the Huoyuan Empire had signed their peace agreement, he had remained in Jiuyao City.
At first, he would occasionally do something—inspect the troops, personally oversee training, and so on—but after he had completed his task in the transportation network plan, he had practically entered retirement.
His daily life was simple as well: playing cards, playing Mahjong, and taking a stroll around Origin Mall whenever the mood struck him.
He could now be considered a loyal customer of Origin Mall.
There were no battlefields in the Tianxing Empire, but the virtual world still held endless conflicts. In Kolo World, he was a mercenary, and the mercenary group formed by him and the generals under his command had already earned a resounding reputation.
Bu Cangqiong also took a sip of the chilled tea and nodded lightly. "It's not bad. After all, Movie