Zhonghai City, midsummer noon.
The asphalt road was shiny with oil due to the scorching sun, and the air was filled with the smell of heat and exhaust fumes. This is the most prosperous CBD area of this international metropolis - Lujiazui Financial Center. The skyscrapers stand like steel forests, and the huge glass curtain walls reflect the dazzling light. Every ray of light seems to show off the money and power here.
The people who come and go here are all elites in suits and leather shoes, or rich second generations wearing famous brands. The air was filled with the smell of expensive perfume and the stench of money.
However, in this glorious urban picture, there is an extremely inconsistent stain.
A man wearing a dark green military coat.
In this 35-degree high temperature, he was still wrapped in the old-fashioned military coat that he had worn for an unknown number of years. The collar was full of grease and the hem was frayed into tassels. His hair was like a chicken coop, with a few dead grasses mixed in it. His face was unshaven, and his age could not be clearly seen, but his eyes were not cloudy, but showed a kind of... Sluggishness after seeing through the world of mortals.
His name is Ye Wudao.
