Dragon Gold City's tree-lined avenues were broad and level, with paving stones fitted so tightly that carriages traveling along Dragon Avenue rode smoothly, unlike the jolting ride at Dragon Tail Pass that nearly shook one's brains into pulp.
But this was still a city with a vast population. Counting both the upper and lower districts, nearly a hundred thousand people crowded the streets, making even the broadest roads seem hopelessly congested.
Fortunately, barriers and equally spacious sidewalks had been installed along both sides of the roads. If one was walking, the tree-lined avenues rarely caused much inconvenience.
The four-wheeled carriage's cabin could hardly be called luxurious. At least it was nothing like Lord Mel's carriage, whose canopy was practically studded with gold and jewels.
Still, the enclosed space, built entirely of mahogany, was clean and elegant inside. It was the most expensive carriage among that batch, costing thirty gold coins to rent for a day.
Tang Qi was not deliberately indulging in the carriage's comfort. It was simply that the cheaper two-person carriage could not hold two people and a "vagabond" sleeping on the floor.
The Sleep Spell's effect lasted only one minute.
After Tang Qi asked the captain of the guard where the painter lived and carried him into the carriage, it was not long before he saw the bound artist writhing on the floor like a maggot.
"Let me go! Let me go! You damned bastard, you'll be bitten to death by a snake!"
Tang Qi knew he was referring to the Rope Snake.
This kind of snake resembled a hemp rope. Long and slender, it could be considered an adult after only one year of growth and could reach ten meters in length. According to current records, the longest had been over thirty meters.
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