On the walls of Peaceful People City, Ying Zheng stood with his hands clasped behind his back, dressed in black and smiling cheerfully. Lin Qi and Blackbeard stood beside him with their arms hanging at their sides. After Lin Qi and Blackbeard had gone to the teleportation array to receive Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng had brought the two of them here. The three had already been standing there like fools for the time it took to eat a meal.
"Your Majesty is in high spirits. May I ask what brings you to Peaceful People City?" After a long while, seeing that Ying Zheng was still standing atop the walls and gazing out at the surrounding scenery, Lin Qi could not help asking with a bitter smile. He could tell that if he did not take the initiative to ask, Ying Zheng might very well stand here for an entire day.
Ying Zheng drew a deep breath. He cast a profound look over the scenery around him, then let out a satisfied sigh.
The three great provinces of Peace Province, Yue Province, and Yu Province lay in the easternmost reaches of the Blood Qin Empire, forming part of the Eastern Great Plains. The land here was broad and open, the soil fertile. From the fifty-meter-high walls of Peaceful People City, one could see nothing but level fields as far as the eye reached. In the deep autumn season, the fields were filled with golden crops. Hardworking farmers were harvesting grain, while carts traveled back and forth along the main roads—a truly bustling sight.
This deep-autumn farming landscape, brimming with the scent of prosperity and harvest, was so enticing. Having hidden within the Golden Cauldron for ten thousand years, Ying Zheng had not seen such a scene in a very long time.