Harvey York kept quiet when he followed Chanse Foster to a concrete pavement.

Since a closed-off ancestral hall was seen behind, this must have been the core part of the town.

A massive pond with water plants was right ahead.

The pond was labeled the geomancy pond, yet the sight around it seemed entirely discrepant with its name.

A dozen fashionable men and women completely surrounded a robed elderly man.

The man seemed in high spirits. He did not even look a bit sluggish.

His body was pre