The Ghoul Realm Imperial Capital had no particularly distinct district divisions.
Residential areas and market areas were interwoven. After all, the creatures of the Ghoul Realm could hardly go a single moment without food. Ordinary people in the outskirts generally needed to eat five times a day, while nobles living within the Imperial Capital generally ate ten times a day, filling their spare time with "snacks." Thus, the food trade was exceptionally prosperous.
Cooked food accounted for only thirty percent of the food sold here. Everyone could guess what made up the rest.
Xing Shi had arranged a three-story villa near the edge of the Imperial Capital for Zhang Chen and the others.
Zhang Chen had originally been escorted by a Black Ghoul Sergeant, but the moment he left the imperial palace, a distinguished figure he had met at the banquet was already waiting outside.
"I will escort Zhang Chen to his residence. You may leave."
"Yes, Your Highness the Second Prince."
The black-armored soldier knew that Zhang Chen was Xing Shi's honored guest, yet he had never expected even the Second Prince to personally escort him. He truly could not guess Zhang Chen's identity. Even Guan Ran, an Heroic Spirit-level figure from several centuries ago, had certainly not received such treatment when he came to the Ghoul Realm.
"We meet again. Is there something you need?" Zhang Chen asked.
"Nothing in particular. I merely happened to be leaving the Imperial Capital today to inspect the conditions among the people, so I thought I would see you off."
The braided Second Prince was deeply calculating. His so-called "inspection of the people's conditions" was actually an investigation into the oasis region in the desert that Zhang Chen had mentioned at the dinner table. If he could seize evidence against his third