After eleven days of long trekking, Su Han and the other two finally arrived at Silver City.
Silver City was a great city with a population of over ten million. It nestled against mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery, something extremely rare in the desolate Prison State.
A great river ran through Silver City. Its surface shimmered with ripples like a river of stars, so this great city was named Silver City.
But when Su Han and the others arrived, a large number of experts had already gathered here, and the entire Silver City was under heightened guard to prevent any accidents.
"Hm? Emerald Willow Saint!"
Before Su Han even stepped into Silver City, he saw a familiar figure—it was none other than the Emerald Willow Saint of the Ancient Liu Family.
