"Whoosh—"
A warm breeze brushed past.
The lines of the grand avenues stretched out, smoothly merging at the horizon, their vastness heart-stirringly evocative, reminiscent of an ocean blending pure white with a blood-red sun. In this city akin to a holy place, every living thing basked in the daylight was favored by the sun, vibrant with life.
Su Ming'an stepped in, his heel striking the ground, emitting a crisp sound as if jade were colliding with stone.
"Thud."
A mechanical guide led the way for him. He swept past flower beds bursting with fresh blooms, with fountains casting rainbow-like light. Everything he saw was glaringly white, spotlessly clean.
