A stretch of tall, thick, and staunch rampart wall towered around the outskirts of Yulee for the protection over the central governmental city, to have formed an overwhelming sense of majesty amongst the vicissitudes over the past centuries.
While numerous guarding soldiers wearing leather armors and holding swords and spears were standing straight in a row of thirty by the entrance, inspecting the travelers passing to and fro the city.
Riding on the dwelling, Qian Jin made a deep sigh at the gate not far away from him. It had been three months since he left here, during which time uncountable life-or-death situations had occurred.
Three months ago, he came to the Qian Family, with an aim of picking up his father and Luna. Accidentally, he defeated several bloodline warriors of the Qian Family and thus, proved to the world that the warriors from the ultimate bloodline families were not all powerful.
