Night fell.
Chen Yiming stood in the presidential suite on the 24th floor and pulled back the curtains to gaze upon the brightly lit city.
Unlike the stronghold in the otherworld, which could only rely on the most primitive method of lighting its streets with torches, every street in the human cities on the blue planet was filled with street lamps. The lights could dispel the darkness and give people a sense of security.
His gaze swept across a square by the river. It was an open area made of concrete more than 100 meters wide. Searchlights were placed at each of its four corners, illuminating the square as brightly as if it was daytime.
A long red banner was hung high above the square. On it was written, "East Lake Martial Arts Academy and Jiangdu Martial Arts Academy, Martial Arts Exchange."
A truck was parked at the side of the square. People in work clothes gathered at the back of the truck and quickly unloaded the items in it.
