Noah flew across the western coastline for a few weeks before reaching his destination.
The vast mountain chain that divided the two big nations appeared in his view, but Noah's attention was on the small city that stood on the coast.
The city of Slyfall hadn't changed in those years, it still appeared as a pirate's hideout, with simple buildings and dirty streets.
His presence though didn't go unnoticed since a figure neared Noah as soon as he flew over it.
Noah saw a middle-aged man flying toward him.
His robe didn't carry any emblem, but his well-kept aspect showed that he was somewhat remarkable in that city.
Also, he was a rank 4 cultivator in the gaseous stage, it would be impossible to reach that level while living in that city unless he had some sort of control over its resources.
"My Lord, I'm Drew, the son of the governor of this city. It's been such a long time since someone of your rank visited us, please join me in-"
