Ever since Shen Jin had last spoken with him, he had been waiting for this day. Now, the veil was finally going to be lifted.
He stood up and gave Lu Shaoyuan a deep bow. "Thank you, Speaker."
Lu Shaoyuan waved a hand. "Go on."
Xu Wuyi turned and walked toward the door.
By the time he walked out of the Supreme Council Building, it was already evening. The setting sun dyed the entirety of Xingjing City a brilliant gold. In the distance, high-rise buildings cast long shadows in the dusk. The traffic on the streets remained busy, and pedestrians hurried past, each rushing toward their own destination.
Feng Zhuohua was waiting at the entrance. Seeing him come out, he stepped forward to meet him. "Done talking?"
Xu Wuyi nodded.
Feng Zhuohua looked at him and smiled. "What did Old Lu say to you?"
Xu Wuyi thought for a moment before replying, "A lot of things. He talked about the differences in the levels of rules, and the path ahead."
