Under the twilight of Kyoto, bustling and prosperous.
On the main ring road, an endless line of vehicles crawled like snails, stop and go.
Although traffic congestion is a common phenomenon in every city, the exaggeration seen in Kyoto is rare.
By now, congestion has almost become synonymous with Kyoto, and when people mention traffic jams, most inevitably think of Kyoto...
At this moment, Wei Jianhua stood in front of his detached villa, anxiously and uneasily waiting for the container coming from Jiangcheng.
Not knowing how many times he had looked at his watch, he asked somewhat tensely, "How much longer until it arrives?"
"About fifteen to twenty minutes," Fast Blade King replied.
He really wanted to ask if the young master was exhausted.
For a shipment of gifts that wasn't worth much, was it necessary to wait at the door three hours in advance?
