People poked their heads out of the other carriages as well. The sight of Desolate Suppression City shook them, their eyes filled with complicated feelings, but mostly envy and longing.
The gates had already closed for the night, but when the soldiers on the walls saw Liu Mu, they immediately opened them again and let the convoy through.
It was nearly Hai Hour. In Windrise Stronghold, there would have been almost no pedestrians left on the streets.
Yet in Desolate Suppression City, shops were still open, and people were still gathering in the streets.
The streets lined with taverns and pleasure houses were even noisier, bustling with voices.
The senior figures from the various strongholds of the Desolate Ruins all stuck their heads out of the carriage windows to take in the sights and bustle, their expressions filled with shock and envy.
The convoy wound through the streets and alleys of Desolate Suppression City for nearly half an hour before finally stopping.
The street where they stopped was near the city's central square.
The Gathering of Heroes would be held in the central square. Desolate Suppression City had cleared out many inns on the nearby streets to accommodate the visitors from the Desolate Ruins.
Once the carriages stopped, Liu Mu gathered everyone together and called the roll to confirm their numbers.
Then he cleared his throat. "Honored guests, General Gao originally intended to hold a banquet to welcome you and wash away the dust of your journey, but an urgent matter came up, so he had no choice but to cancel it. Please forgive us.
"However, the inns where you will be staying have already prepared food. Please make do with a meal there.
"But I must remind our honored guests to keep outings to a minimum before the Gathering