Emily Stone hesitated slightly, but still decided, "…let's go to the marshal's mansion first."
"Okay, please sit tight!" The driver accelerated and drove directly north from Central Avenue.
Emily Stone sat in the back seat, watching the towering trees on both sides of the street as they swiftly receded behind, but she suddenly became tense.
She fidgeted with her fingers and after a long while let out a quiet sigh. She knew she wouldn't see him, yet she hoped to catch a glimpse of where he lived.
In her heart, Emily Stone told herself that once she left Sois, she would definitely try hard to forget him and never think of him again in this life!
After nearly an hour's drive, the taxi finally pulled into the vast square in front of the marshal's mansion. This was a sightseeing spot for tourists, one kilometer away from the marshal's residence. Beyond this point was a restricted area guarded by armed soldiers.
