He had long been impervious to the cold and heat, but that did not mean he was incapable of appreciating the comfort of a warm spring day.
Although he had not yet had the chance to go out and see for himself, the sensation of warmth and mildness had already left a favorable first impression of Pansai City in Colin's mind.
And stepping out of the hall, the bustling canvas of hawkers immediately burst into view.
The streets were wide and just as crowded. In front of the neatly arranged shops on both sides, countless towering trees were planted, with low, lush shrubs clustered at their roots, and colorful flowers could be found everywhere—red, white, yellow, purple… Beneath the trees was the crowded throng of people, vendors peddling all sorts of wares.
A strong whiff of spring hit him full in the face.
'Spring City… truly lives up to its name,' Colin thought to himself in quiet admiration as he walked onto the street.
