Rong Guang Society Gathering Point
A somber figure followed a moonlit path, step by step towards a large iron gate that appeared faintly reddish in the distance.
The flames that once consumed everything now had only left a few dark red sparks, but the surging heatwave was still echoing under this narrow night sky.
A slight breeze in this enclosed city wall turned into a scorching wind brushing over the figure's cheeks.
Originally, this 'small city' stood with one closed tall building after another; now, only continuous ruins remained, with broken brick walls piled up into small mounds resembling graves.
Dim, speckled sparks and flames not yet fully burned flickered in the crevices of these ruins, swaying under the bright moon.
Crack—
The figure stepped on a piece of broken brick, glanced down at the charred corpse on the ground, and then stepped over the body, walking deeper into the mounds of ruins.
"How's it looking?"
