The Yulee City was as boisterous as before. Yet beneath the seeming prosperity, one could sense some bloody smell given off by gold and iron weaponry.
Sitting inside the carriage, Qian Jin kept looking around Yulee City, just to find that the number of city guards standing vigilantly on the street had increased drastically from the number present in the morning.
Yet the Torrent Battle Fort had a tranquil look, forming a sharp contrast with the tense city streets.
"Boy, you're back pretty late today." Marc Gavin walked out of the battle fort with an amorous look. "Come on, let's have a chat."
Qian Jin stepped aside, signifying Gabriella to head back to her room.
Marc Gavin came back to his house shoulder to shoulder with Qian Jin and threw himself onto the bed. "Have you noticed the tension on the streets?"
