"Just as the capital is also called the Celestial Capital, the Floating Island is similarly referred to as the Imperial City; it is an island, a part of the Celestial Capital."
"At the same time, it feels more like an independent city... No one in the Imperial City should be underestimated."
Walking along the long street of the Floating Island, or rather the Imperial City in the sky, the clan elder meticulously warned of many taboos.
"Even a roadside vendor, like that old man at the street corner with the sugar figurine stand."
The clan elder pointed with his hand, and everyone looked up,
to see the kind of stall that only small towns had, with an old man in cotton cloth sitting beside it, yawning,
looking plain and ordinary, like a regular old man trying to make a living.
The clan elder said:
"It could very well be the child of a Deity or the scion of a noble family... it's hard to say."
Zhang Fusheng glanced over, sensed within, and nodded slightly.
Indeed it was.
