Chapter 342 Book 7 What the Prince desired
The gentle chime of a crystal bell announced their arrival. Prince Lam Rakshi, seated in a comfortable cushioned chair in the reception room of the Town Hall, looked up from the glowing screen of his crystal phone. He was engrossed in a video of a moving picture show—a tale of a heroic inventor who used steam-powered contraptions to save a city from a giant mechanical beast. It was a fascinating piece of fiction, but no more marvelous than the reality of Xian Town itself.
