This estate did not occupy much land, which was hardly surprising. In Sky City, every inch of ground was worth its weight in gold. Though the city itself was enormous, there were no suburbs around it. Further expansion was difficult and enormously costly.
Thus, as time passed, land within the city grew ever more expensive. Precisely because of this, owning land here had become a symbol of achievement.
"On this continent, any Mohist Gate, Lineage, or organization with any inheritance at all has a place in Sky City. Even the smallest plot of land is fought over tooth and nail!"
As Three Talents Fire spoke, he took the lead and walked toward the estate gates.
The gates were not shut, but stood wide open, as though completely unguarded and anyone could enter. Yet people occasionally passed by on the surrounding streets, casting admiring and envious looks this way, but none dared truly approach.
Qiu Yan and Three Talents Fire had been able to see this residence from the second floor of the tavern earlier. They had also noticed that only a few people occasionally approached and entered it, and every one of them wore an arrogant expression. Their gazes toward others carried a lofty air, and their faces were thoroughly haughty.
However, these people's clothing was more or less alike: all wore pitch-black robes embroidered with strange patterns at the cuffs and collars. Such black robes were rarely seen on the streets, yet whenever someone dressed this way appeared, people along the road would consciously make way for them.
Now, as Qiu Yan and Three Talents Fire drew near, the surrounding people immediately cast suspicious looks at them. In the end, it was still because of the two men's attire.
"Gentlemen, please present your Mohist Will..."
The instant Qiu Yan