Chu Feng came back to the city of Shuntian. The wide roads and the towering buildings were quite a contrast to the wilderness. Chu Feng stood on the streets, lost in thought.
The past few days had been wild for him. He murdered a crimson dragon from the west at the foot of Kunlun Mountains; then he battled with "Zeus the coal-colored vine" at Mount Olympia. Everything felt like a dream. Nothing seemed real anymore.
What he saw in front of him right now was the life that a man should live. It
was the bustle and hustle of a functioning society, but for almost half of the time, Chu Feng had been away from these. He was a man who belonged in the grand wilderness and the fierce battle with the other beasts.
He shook his head. Every time he came back, it was always difficult for him to adjust. It felt almost as if his life had been turned upside down. He couldn’t tell whether the life out there or the life inside the safety of the walls seemed more real to him.
