Incredibly, the last leg of the journey into the capital, seemed to Chu Yun like the longest, even though it took less than a day.
It was probably a result of his nerves, but Chu Yun thought they would never get there.
Once they did, he wished he hadn't been in such a hurry, because now there was nothing else he could do to delay the inevitable.
Haolin(1) was a large city built in the valley between two towering mountains. There were still signs of the dense, lush, woods that gave the city its name. Great efforts had been made to preserve the old forest, even inside the city walls. The white stone buildings with their dark sweeping roofs cut an idyllic picture among all the dark green, and pale blue of the sky -- looking just like another part of the landscape.
