In his heart, Lu Qingshan was reluctant to believe in this possibility.
However, everything had to be based on facts; one couldn't make judgments based on emotions.
The Teleportation Array in Qing City was established at the corner of Qing City.
Lu Qingshan glanced around for a moment, then headed towards the bustling area of Qing City.
Qing City was vast, with wide and straight streets, teeming with people, bustling with activity.
Countless merchant stalls squeezed the originally spacious streets full, filled with the hustle and bustle of life.
In any Great Xia city, it's the same, primarily populated by ordinary people without cultivation.
On both sides of the street, besides the Qing City locals in wide robes with large sleeves or short brown tunics, one could also spot some from North Qing draped in shawls, wearing peculiar clothes, with earrings, shouting in broken Xia language, selling their animal hides and ointments made from Northern herbs.
