"Vagrants?"
Reading the chatroom, Ye Qiyan swept his gaze around.
He had not paid attention before, but there seemed to be people lingering in various dark corners of this city, in stark contrast to its gleaming streets.
Once upon a time, they too had been Train Conductors.
They had simply abandoned their identities as Train Conductors and their trains, wanting only to scrape by in this city. Yet they lacked the ability and capital, and in the end, they could only become despised vagrants.
Ding, ding-
A message arrived through a private chat.
["Are you still in the City of a Thousand Stars?"]
It was Shaya. Ye Qiyan remembered her saying she would come to this city too. Was it today?
["I am."]
["I was going to meet up with you, but it looks like that won't be possible now."]
Inside the Church.
Shaya stood in front of a crowd of Puppets, her gaze sweeping calmly over the inquisitors of the City of a Thousand Stars above her.
["Did something happen? Is there anything I can help you with?"]
A faint smile curled her lips.
["I haven't fallen so far that I need help from a kid who's only just left the beginner phase. We just can't meet up, that's all. It's no big deal. I'm just sending you a gift while I'm at it. Accept it. I have things to do."]
The conversation ended.
The envelope icon in the upper right corner of the Light Screen blinked faintly.
"Qiyan? Did something happen?"
He shifted his attention away from the Light Screen, glanced at Zhao Lin, who was looking at him in confusion, and shook his head.
"Nothing. We're almost there, right?"
"Yes, I think we're almost at the gate."
Yes, Ye Qiyan was leaving this city early.
It was