Fang Yue muttered a few quiet words, then left the teahouse with his family.
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Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, three months had passed.
By this time, Fang Yue and his party had finally reached the domain of Yujing City.
The Great Wei Dynasty had its Two Capitals and Thirteen Prefectures, and Yujing City was one of them. A line from the memories of his past life came to mind: "In the heavens, the White Jade Capital; twelve towers and five cities."
Having just entered the domain of Yujing City, Fang Yue gazed into the distance.
In the distance, an ancient, weathered city stood between heaven and earth.
Its towering walls and heavy stone gates were an awe-inspiring sight.
The city walls were hundreds of feet high, carved with a variety of intricate, lifelike patterns.
Above the city gate were two majestic lion-and-tiger totems. At the entrance, two rows of guards stood watch.
