Regardless of everything, five days had finally passed, and the Flying Boat arrived at Shangjia City by Illusion Sea in the night. Gu Shi Yi leaned on the railing, looking down at the dazzling lights below, and thought to herself,
"I used to live in Shangjia City with the Old Taoist Priest for two years when I was little. Who would have thought that after so many years, upon returning, everything and everyone would be so different!"
She sighed and was the first to disembark the boat after it docked. By the time the rest of the passengers came out, she had already disappeared into the place where the lights were dim,
"Surely a great person, like a dragon that shows its head but not its tail!"
The people around her sighed in admiration.
Shangjia City was immensely large, dwarfing the also sizable capital city of Yue Country, Huangjing, which seemed but a little brother in comparison.
