Painting Guild

The young man led Alex into the city, walking amongst the severely crowded streets as they went toward a golden building with a giant set of words on the top.

Goldheart Painting Guild.

"Oh, a guild," Alex said softly. He knew about the guilds that existed throughout the continent, all of which belonged to the Imperial family.

He had seen almost all 10 different guilds with various levels of availability. 

Painting Guild was one of the least available guilds in the entire continent because of how utterly useless it was for most people. 

Tian Honglui entered proudly and was greeted by the ones that saw him. He greeted back and made his way inside.

Alex followed with him a step behind and the ones that saw him were simply speechless to even say anything. They couldn't trust their eyes and thus couldn't believe if the person they were seeing was truly the King of the Southern Continent or not.