Hill, who had temporarily calmed the little fairies, sat with their curious eyes on the port's scenery from the terrace.
There were many people at the port, and they seemed very well-trained. Perhaps because this place belonged to the officials, these people appeared tall and robust.
Although their black short-sleeved robes weren't as exquisitely made or brightly colored as An Yanfei's blue ones, they did wear similar styles. The robes' hems were just shorter, only reaching halfway down their thighs.
But Hill could tell that even though their status might not be high at the port, they all wore expressions of high spirits, and didn't seem to feel inferior while handling goods.
Especially when facing those foreign merchants, these laborers wore an air of indifference, likely because they were at the bottom rung of the professionals. Hill observed their footsteps; they resembled the martial artists from the Ferun Great Land.
