Seeing him unable to sit still like a hyperactive monkey, Qinghe couldn't help but smile wryly. Liu Weiye had taken such good care of him; such a grown man looked dissolute but surprisingly still retained a childlike innocence deep inside. It was evident that he hadn't experienced much darkness in life.
However, he did make a good point. Despite its size and prosperity, the city had its downsides. Time was often wasted on the road, especially if one encountered traffic jams. It could be infuriating. One could drive from morning to night and still not cover half of Beijing.
Yet this place was a center of power, equivalent to the feet of the emperor in ancient times. Randomly pull aside anyone, and chances are they would rank as Chief of Staff or higher. Behind the bustling scene lay many unknown shadows.
"Master, just stop here, thanks." Qinghe, eyeing the congested situation up ahead, decisively chose to walk the rest of the way.
