This was a small border city, with faint traces of battle on the city walls. There were even some ancient bloodstains that had been left behind from an unknown era. They had not completely dried up until now, and the power in the blood had not dissipated. They were clearly left behind by many experts.
On this day, a group of people on drakehorses arrived in this small border city. The leader was wearing a moon-white martial arts suit and looked clean and neat. It was Chu Yunfan and his group.
'So this is Baotai City. There are about 200,000 people in Baotai. Including the villages and towns under its jurisdiction, there are about 300,000.' Chu Yunfan recalled some information about Baotai.