"This country feels a little oppressive."
Qiu Wuji did not look at the machine translations online. She stood at the hotel window, looking out at the city at night.
Nighttime views of big cities were much the same: brilliant lights and streams of traffic, as though night never fell. Chu Ge had no idea where Qiu Wuji saw the oppression. Perhaps every city had its own "aura," and immortals could read such things.
Of course, compared with a second- or third-tier city like Nanjiang, the pace really was faster, and life more competitive. With Qiu Wuji's temperament, she probably preferred an easygoing life in the countryside. Perhaps they would move to an even smaller county town someday and enjoy themselves there.
He did not respond. Instead, he slipped his arms around Qiu Wuji's waist from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder out of habit, watching the night view with her.
Qiu Wuji leaned back against him, adjusting herself into a comfortable position, and smiled. "President Tang is a capable man. Even the hotel is his own. He really does have a hand in all sorts of fields."
"Yeah." Chu Ge agreed. He imagined trying to establish himself abroad. Even with his home country's full support, he might not have been able to achieve anything this impressive.
President Tang practically qualified as a legend.
Qiu Wuji added, "You know, when we went to Magic City, I already felt there wasn't much to see when we traveled. Everything looked much the same. I didn't expect going abroad to be the same way..."
Chu Ge smiled. "That's because we're always in cities. City scenery is pretty much the same everywhere. Especially since the person hosting us here is of Chinese descent, all our conversations are in Chinese, and even his office