The sword capital had a strong cultural and historical atmosphere.
It was just like the ancient towns on Earth that had been left behind in the past, which still retained the rustic style of the old era.
With the progress of modernization, the number of ancient buildings left behind by the predecessors was decreasing year by year. The buildings made of steel and cement that needed to be demolished and rebuilt were gradually replacing history.
Therefore, Songhai city, where Wang Ling, Lotus Sun, and the others lived, was quite special.
In a first-tier city like this, the architectural style was indeed a rare mix of ancient and modern.
Thus, the young girl didn’t feel the slightest bit uncomfortable when she came to the ancient streets of Jiandu.
There were quite a few ancient streets like this in Songhai city, and Lotus Sun had always wanted to find a time to invite Wang Ling to take a look.