The barrage that flew overhead left the wandering horse slightly astonished.
Fang Hong had participated in the level one apprentice craftsman's assessment at the Kapuka Artisan Association, and he still remembered the grandeur of that event.
However, although Kapuka was the birthplace of the Colin Ishurian Construct School, it still couldn't compare to a trading port and shipbuilding center like Elpaxin, which was merely a small place in itself.
So although he had anticipated it, when Jenny pushed the door open, he was still startled by the scene behind it—wow, a sea of people.
Behind the door was a long corridor, with an open-air courtyard in the middle, planted with Elf Laurel and wisteria, and a tall Sichuan pepper tree, with people everywhere, sitting or standing. Twenty-one teams, each team with as many as twenty or thirty people, with as few as a dozen, and as he stepped into the courtyard, every eye fell on them.
