Three days later.
Woo...woo...woo...
A luxurious steam train drove into the Upper City of Sinless City through the ore layer tunnel.
The moment the train pulled into the station, the conductor was already waiting by the side, respectfully standing at the door to greet the guests alighting from each carriage.
Unlike the filthy and noisy station in Lower City, the passengers disembarking from this train were either rich or important.
They donned dazzling outfits, carried boastful expressions, and were often accompanied by a few guards and housekeepers.
From the lead carriage, a youthful man dressed in a crisp white suit emerged.
He was wearing a bowler hat, shiny and valuable white leather shoes, and held a pure silver tiger head cane in his hand.
The most eye-catching feature was the antique black and yellow cross emblem hanging in front of his left chest.
