Master Shao strolled down the street with his hands behind his back. A middle-aged man in white garb walked half a step behind, following his movements.
The buildings around the area were newly built.
With all the signs of construction lying in plain sight, it was not quite yet a city. It looked more like a huge construction site.
The entire area was well lit and bustling with activity despite it being deep into the night. Surrounding the city were mountains with peaks that pierced into the night sky. Master Shao noted that they had to be in the middle of some hidden valley. He looked around, trying to identify the mountain range that surrounded this city. Despite his best efforts, he was unable to find a match in his memory.
Master Shao asked, "What is the name of this place?"
The man following him promptly replied, "The Village of Rest."
The Village of Rest?
His interest piqued, Master Shao asked, "Is there a story behind its name?"
