Great Mage Ferguson had already lost count of how many times he had visited the Stantin Duchy and the Xinfei Merchant Guild's Main Base.
All he remembered was that every visit revealed another tremendous transformation, as though he had arrived somewhere entirely new.
For instance, the last time he had seen that conspicuous building dozens of stories tall ahead of him, the surrounding area had still been covered in shrubs and weeds, with scarcely a soul in sight. Now, densely packed shops and buildings filled the area, and the bustle of voices everywhere made it seem extraordinarily lively.
On his first visit, Xinfei City had only just begun to take shape. Yet after a mere two or three years of development, it had already grown into a city of such enormous proportions. It was truly astonishing.
What amazed Great Mage Ferguson most, however, was not that the city was considerably larger even than Wimbledon City, the capital of the Candel Empire, but that it felt completely different, inside and out, from the traditional cities of the Sains Continent.
Whether it was the streetlamps lining both sides of the roads or the broad, level pavement beneath his feet, everything marked this city as different.
In other cities, he would occasionally see nobles dressed in splendid clothes, riding carriages drawn by fine, tall horses that ordinary people could only dream of, while most people wore drab clothing and looked gaunt and undernourished. In Xinfei City, however, people in attractive clothes were everywhere, and everyone looked healthy, energetic, and rosy-cheeked.
The entire city radiated a powerful vitality and buoyant spirit, making anyone walking its streets unconsciously quicken their step.
Although Great Mage Ferguson was nearly sixty that year, he had always considered himself young at heart. Compared with the continent's other dreary cities,