Standing at the base of the city wall in Bianliang City, Xie Tian fell into deep contemplation.
He didn't understand why the more bustling a place was, the higher its city walls seemed to be built.
He had heard people from Mulan City say that their wall, originally thirty feet high, was now only twenty feet due to neglect, sandstorms, and the ravages of war. The wall of Yangshuo City, three hundred miles from Mulan City, stood at thirty feet high, while the wall of the first city beyond the Hexi Corridor measured at sixty feet.
But now, before Xie Tian, the walls of Bianliang City loomed at an astonishing seventy-five feet, dizzyingly high.
Not yet inside, the clamor from the city gate unsettled Xie Tian. As he passed through the sixty-foot entrance, the moment he truly entered Bianliang City, he was stunned.
In his entire life, he had never seen so many people.
"Where'd this bumpkin come from? If you want to gawk, stand aside and don't block the way!"
