Lorenzo was a little dazed; this rarely happened to him, but it truly had. He could clearly feel something ridiculous collapsing inside his heart, then twisting into something even stranger.
Amid his chaotic thoughts, a towering building rose into his field of vision.
Old Dunling, Central Train Station.
As the traffic hub of Old Dunling, this place was always extremely crowded, and now that crowding had turned even worse. Soldiers walked the streets maintaining order, and towering Peacekeepers loomed among the throng.
Their polished metal armor reflected the masses like a mirror; their terrifying posture quieted the scene somewhat, yet still could not suppress the emotions of the crowd.
In a few minutes, the train carrying the Jiuxia envoys would arrive; for many people, this would be their first time seeing these foreigners from the Far East.
