WHOO WHOO—
Under the night sky, the train's whistle echoed through the deserted station platform.
The master and servant disembarked from the train, carrying their luggage. The sight of the Yizhou sign hanging from the platform's ceiling filled them with sentiment.
Song Shaoyuan was still in Luzhou, immersed in the painful memories brought by the Dream Eater. Ji Linglang also expressed feeling mentally exhausted and preferred to return directly to Chang'an. Therefore, only the master and servant were making the return trip to Yizhou.
After leaving the station, they rented a horse-drawn carriage and rode back to Yizhou City, marveling at the changes along the way.
The once dusty roads had been replaced with gravel paths, stone slabs, and even cement roads.
On both sides of the official roads built by the government, rows of Talisman Lamps stood. By the light of these lamps, one could vaguely see the continuous workshops built along the riverbank.
"Young Master, look."
