Xuanjing City, the capital of Xuan Country!
At this moment, on the road, within one of the black sedans.
Tang Zhong sat in the car, gazing at the towering buildings around him, deeply lost in thought.
The matter of Jianghai had been entirely settled, and after Shallow Bay was demolished, the Crown Prince's Club had already teamed up with Mayor Wu to prepare for the reconstruction of the torn-down Shallow Bay. The old community would soon be rejuvenated, and as for the others, Tang Zhong hadn't said his farewells one by one, as leaving others with yearning was an exceptionally cruel thing to do.
And as he looked at this familiar city, ten years ago, he had sworn never to return, but today, he had come back anyway.
"Xuanjing City!"
