The carriage wheels rolled over the official road, slowly turning, making a rumbling sound, and followed the crowd into Jiannan Prefecture City.
'Finally back.'
Su Que passed through the city gate of Jiannan Prefecture City, his gaze extending far from beneath his cloak.
Under the afterglow of the sunset, the bustling streets were filled with people returning home, merchants packing up their stalls, and wisps of smoke rising from every household.
Listening to the distinctive accent of the people of Jiannan Prefecture, Su Que couldn't help feeling a bit sentimental in his heart.
He had to admit that he had been in this world for four years now and had spent quite some time in Jiannan Prefecture City, inevitably developing a sense of belonging to this city.
Su Que drove the carriage towards the Purple Sun Temple.
