A moment ago.
In Changluo City.
A regular trade caravan slowly entered through the city gate.
"Respectful Sir Bai Eslun, this is the Royal Capital of the Eastern people..."
Inside the carriage, an Eastern-looking merchant respectfully addressed the Church of Destiny's Archbishop, rank 8 professional, the "Disturber of Destinies."
"Mar, in the outside world, you must not call me by my name directly."
Bai Eslun responded with a heavy voice, his appearance, notably, also featured black hair and black eyes.
Evidently, this was a spy caravan, with notably high standards, requiring a rank 8 professional as the core.
"It's my mistake, Sir."
Mar quickly bowed his head.
Bai Eslun opened a corner of the carriage window, his face revealing a trace of shock: "A magnificent city, I feel as if I see countless people's destinies intertwined with it."
As a practitioner of the Destiny profession, after arriving here, he could see more of this Eastern kingdom.
