Winter City at six in the morning was already bustling.
There were many elders exercising in the park, and Yang Chen was walking alone along the park's riverbank.
He was used to jogging or walking in the morning.
At his level, fitness had no real significance for him, yet habit still drove Yang Chen to breathe in some fresh air, which carried a strong, pungent sea smell.
At seven o'clock, Yang Chen saw many busy people rushing to catch the tram and subway.
People were always in a hurry.
By the time he reached the Ooi Race Track, there were many young people riding horses inside, which was completely different from the busy pace outside.
Returning home, Ye Xin had already prepared the meal.
Thinking that Ye Xin might be going into danger, the food didn't taste very good.
After the meal, Yang Chen went to see Imano Genso.
Imano Genso completely ignored Yang Chen, sitting cross-legged on the floor, his eyes vacant like a fool.
