C270 Matt's Return

Dusk was approaching as Loong Aotian walked down the bustling streets. Surrounded by the ebb and flow of people, he couldn't detect even the slightest hint of post-war sentiment among them. The city air was free of the scent of battle, and the citizens' faces showed no signs of the panic and unease that typically follow a war.

Observing the lively chatter and commerce