Silk Market of Red Silk City…
The bustling Silk Market of Red Silk City was filled with merchants. Everyone were displaying their special type of silk threads, exotic fabrics shimmering under the golden sunlight.
People moved through the streets, bargaining, laughing, and living their immortal lives as if nothing in the world could disturb their peace. But amidst the crowd, a young man with sharp eyes moved with a sense of purpose. He had been searching for someone—hunting him in the thick crowd.
Prince Sumo stopped at the edge of a crowded intersection. His gaze locked onto a figure mingled in the crowd before a silk stall.
"Kaban King!" his voice rang like a war drum, cutting through the noise of the marketplace.
At first Kent ignored the calls. But all people turned towards Kent, following the gaze of Prince Sumo.
