Fang Qingyu tidied up briefly and changed into a clean set of everyday clothes.
"I'm going out for a bit."
Fang Qingyu said to Jiang Wei, who was sitting by the window with a tablet in her arms.
Jiang Wei lifted her little head, her clear big eyes glanced at him, seemingly guessing where he was going, and only let out a subtle "mm" before lowering her head again.
Fang Qingyu walked out from the Pocket World Blessed Land and hailed a taxi.
"Driver, to Chang'an Ancient Street."
The car started, merging into the city's traffic.
Fang Qingyu leaned against the seat, watching the modern cityscape speed past outside the window, yet his heart was exceptionally calm.
Breaking through to Martial Arts Grandmaster, a leap in the level of life, brought not only power but also a brand new perspective on viewing the world.
Soon, the familiar entrance to the ancient street appeared before him.
