As they spoke, the two of them had already walked into the nearly ten feet tall city gate. Lin Ran calmly scanned it with his divine sense and discovered a strange phenomenon—there were no guards here.
This was not the only strange thing.
Although the buildings in the city were very exquisite, their surfaces were all black and shiny. They looked like they were also made of molten iron. Even the spacious streets were no exception.
At this moment, it was almost dusk. There were not many people on the street, but the sound of their footsteps landing on the street was very strange.
Lin Ran couldn't help but frown. Although the people living in Iron City were all top-notch craftsmen, wasn't it a little too extravagant to build such a steel city just to show off?
While he was thinking, Liu Hongshan had already stopped in front of a shop. "Take a rest here. I'll go get the saber."