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Bright Moon Empire, Wu Hai City.

Tens of thousands of years ago, Wu Hai City had merely been a tiny fishing village.

The Zhao Family's ancestor, Zhao Wu, had been born in this small fishing village. At the age of twelve, he had left the village and struggled alone for hundreds of years before finally making a name for himself.

In his later years, the Zhao Family ancestor had begun to long for a return to his roots.

He returned to the little fishing village and turned it into an impregnable city, naming it Wu Hai City.

As the years changed, tens of thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye.

After several massive earthquakes, the sea level near Wu Hai City had retreated by more than a hundred kilometers.

With no seawater left beside it, the city's name had gradually changed into Wu Hai City.

But one thing had never changed: this was still the Zhao Family's stronghold.

The Zhao Family had made this place impregnable, with astonishing defensive power. Even the successive Moon Emperors had been unable to extend their influence into Wu Hai City.

At this moment, in the rear courtyard of Wu Hai City's City Lord's Mansion.

Sakura Taro wore a faint smile as he calmly listened to the Zhao Family head recounting the Zhao Family's history.

"The Zhao Family's foundation is truly unfathomable. I greatly admire it," Sakura Taro said ingratiatingly.

"Hahaha, Mr. Sakura, you flatter me."

The Zhao Family head, Zhao Yanzhuo, was a plump, balding middle-aged man who looked exceedingly greasy.

He reached over to scratch his backside and said with a chuckle, "I'm happy today, so I got carried away and rambled on for so long. Mr. Sakura, you must be tired of hearing it, right? Please don't take offense."