Once the conversation ended, Ma Qiu gave a push to the rickshaw driver, who promptly began running towards the distant location, jogging a few steps before hesitantly confirming, "Heading to Atlantis University, claiming you're Ma Qiu of Magic Salt Studies, right?"
"Magic Linguistics, Ma Qiu!"
"Ah, got it." The rickshaw driver took large strides forward, quickly vanishing into the distance along the street.
As Ma Qiu watched the rickshaw driver leave, he signaled for another rickshaw, inviting Donna and himself to get in, then instructed the dark-skinned driver, "To the Security Court on Eleventh Street, quickly!"
"About the fare..."
"Charge by the hour."
"Alright." The rickshaw driver took out an hourglass, hung it on the side of the rickshaw, and began running energetically.
...
As afternoon approached dusk,
in the center of Atlantis, on Eleventh Avenue, stood a five-story stone building, the location of the Security Court.
