Ling Han quickened his pace and returned to the Imperial Capital.
In just a few days, he had returned to the Imperial Capital that he had not seen for so many days. One after another, tall trees spread open their canopy like giant umbrellas, not the slightest bit shorter than those hundred-storey tall buildings.
The Imperial Capital was now lush and verdant. From afar, it looked like a prehistoric civilization, hidden in the greenery.
Ling Han returned to the Foreign Affairs Department. Immediately, someone delivered a summary of the major events that had happened these few days.
Nineteen days ago, the prison was finally completely broken open, and a Spirit Transformation True Lord appeared.
