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Having killed several members of the Reed Family, Su Lun finally felt the sensation of being targeted disappear.
He returned to the main road, blending into the crowd of refugees once more, walking towards Old Lington City at a leisurely pace.
Gazing at the towering city walls, Su Lun couldn't help but feel a bit sentimental.
Initially, he had fled the city in a desperate escape from his assassins, seeking refuge in the wilds.
But now, returning, the once mysterious and immense city had fully unveiled its secrets.
The Black Tower, the mines, slavery, exile...
These were "truths" that the former gangster could never have touched within his limited horizon.
Indeed, the view from the top was different.
Once inside the city, Su Lun didn't wander randomly.
He went to the Southern Cross Association's territory and returned to Green Street.
This was the place he was most familiar with, being there felt comfortable.