Day three.
It was already past eleven in the evening after Wang Ye finished discussing a collaboration.
Walking on the streets of the Capital City, the traffic was still bustling around him.
The night lights cast a glow on the ground, the kind of bright white light that seemed even more brilliant.
Yet this white light, compared to the warm yellow, did not bring the warmth people felt from yellow light; instead, it appeared much colder.
It was as if, along with the Capital City itself, everything had become much colder.
Because the Capital City was the most developed in Dragon Country, everything from living costs to other aspects were much more expensive. Thus, the people drifting in the Capital City had to bear a great deal of pressure.
To survive here.
Wang Ye walked along, pondering why so many people, despite living in cramped rooms, enduring the noise from thin walls, still chose to stay in the Capital City instead of moving elsewhere.
