The warm morning sun met two men on the empty cold streets of Arilit City, the men silently strolling through it.
One of the men had his eyes on a tablet in his hand, his eyes focused on it while his finger smoothly and rapidly moved over it.
"Sir, there is a play going on later today evening, wouldn't you fancy attending it? It will be done by Rwin Larng."
"No, I have no interest in that. I don't even know the man you just called," the other man said.
The man with the tablet went grim at the reply he had just received, but then his face brightened up, and he went scrolling through his tablet again. A few seconds later, the man spoke once more.
"Arilit City Cultivation Museum is opening at 10 o'clock this morning. Though it isn't the best in the kingdom, it ranks as the 6th in the country. It's worth taking a look and seeing the wonders of our country and the world."
