Jade Skirt, South First District.
After several years, Tilan returned here once again, but this time her feelings were entirely different. If she had approached it as a student with anticipation and reluctance in the past, now she no longer had the energy to focus on such emotional nuances. Her mind was occupied with the major events about to unfold.
The car window of the hover car gradually descended, allowing the moist sea breeze to flow in, bringing a refreshing current. It felt as if a constant rhythm was resonating by her ears, urging her forward eagerly to meet the slowly rising tempest on the horizon.
A few minutes later, the hover car stopped under the government building of the Star Domain. As she had already made an appointment in advance, Tilan led her entourage swiftly inside the building. The government staff in charge of leading them did not dare to inquire too much or obstruct them but focused intently on answering the questions of this songstress girl.
