Looking closely, the palace city extends three miles around, with walls two zhang high, twice as thick, founded with pattern stone beneath and faced with green bricks, the battlements like teeth, sturdier than gold and stone. From afar, it appears as a series of palatial towers in continuity, their painted beams nestled in clouds, adorned with gold and pearls held by chi heads, double eaves spread like wings, upturned roofs holding rainbows. The vermillion ridges and glazed tiles sparkle brilliantly.
Damn, spending so much money to build such a place, it must be the Eastern Country's Prince Dong's Mansion without a doubt.
"Boom boom boom!"
Continuous explosions erupted again from all directions. Tie Dan focused his eyesight, looking towards where the blasts stirred up bloody waves and smoke, seeing squadrons of iron kites glide out of the smoke, diving to drop bombs on the East King Palace City.
