Xiao City.
The city remained as prosperous as ever, unchanged by Xiao Yu's departure.
Xiao City now stood as something of an anomaly in the Black-Corner Region. There was no slaughter here, no murderous hostility. People could go out during the day without worrying about dying in the streets, and women could freely walk wherever they pleased, because no one dared prey on them.
Compared with the chaos of the Black-Corner Region, it was like a peach-blossom paradise beyond the world. Those who had nowhere left to turn, yet still held to their principles, flocked to Xiao City.
Xiao Court, the ruler of Xiao City, had developed rapidly over the past year. More and more people joined its ranks, and everything flourished.
At a small street stall, a young man was wolfing down noodles as though they were some peerless delicacy.
"Burp~"
Setting his fifth bowl on the table, the young man let out a satisfied burp, leaned back comfortably in his chair, and watched the street through narrowed eyes.
Both sides of the street bustled with shops and stalls, while an endless stream of people passed through. Even the little noodle stall where the young man ate had every seat filled.
It looks like nothing happened to Xiao City during the year I was gone. Su Qian must have suppressed the news that I was dragged underground. Otherwise, knowing Han Feng, he would have turned Xiao City upside down.
The young man smacked his lips, as though savoring the lingering taste of the noodles.
He was none other than Xiao Yu, who had emerged from the underground magma. Ever since coming out that day, he had hurried back without stopping.
Although Xiao Court was most likely fine, he still needed to see it for himself before he could rest