The Royal Capital was undoubtedly boiling like a cauldron today.
As the Three Races Conference drew nearer, more and more leaders of various factions had arrived in the Royal Capital. That alone had made it livelier and noisier than ever before, not to mention the commotion caused by Shien's high-profile return today.
People lingered in the streets, while others gathered in every corner, constantly discussing Shien's return.
Even the foremost figures of factions from all over the world were paying close attention to the matter.
Thus, when Shien returned to House Poztut, the place was already packed to the brim.
The plaza before House Poztut's gates was a scene of bustling traffic.
Carriages streamed toward the estate one after another, even forming a long line outside House Poztut's gates.
The knights guarding the carriages, along with the horses and even monsters they were Riding, were all crammed together, creating an impenetrable mass.
Shien noticed that many extravagantly dressed figures, who were obviously people of high status, were continuously shouting in front of House Poztut's gates.
"I am a high-ranking minister serving the King of the great eastern magical nation! I seek an audience with Hero Shien!"
"I am the King of a small remote country! I too seek an audience with Hero Shien!"
"My master humbly requests an opportunity to visit Hero Shien!"
"Please come out and meet us, Lord Hero!"
Such cries rose one after another, leaving Shien utterly bewildered.
"What's going on?"
Shien turned to Yulin beside him, practically about to ask whether he had mistaken the direction home.
Yulin merely curled her lip.
"This is indeed our home. Those people simply came to visit you, Master, because you're the Hero."
Yulin seemed rather uninterested in it all.
Shien thought for a moment, then more or less understood.