The flying ship slowed down, descending silently behind a forest a few miles from the city. Feng Yun activated its stealth runes once more, making sure no one noticed their arrival. After storing the ship inside the storage, they set off on foot toward the main gate.
When they entered the city gates, they noticed that Maple Leaf City hadn't changed much. The streets were still crowded, with merchants shouting and children running about. But Feng Yun could feel a faint difference in the atmosphere—the cultivators seemed more numerous, and the guards were stricter.
"It seems the city has grown stronger," Wang Ruo remarked softly.
Feng Yun nodded. "That's good. It means the Feng Clan hasn't fallen behind."
They made their way through the bustling streets, drawing glances as they passed. Wang Ruo, with her grace and beauty, naturally caught attention, while Feng Yun's calm and sharp bearing made people instinctively step aside.
