After eating, Ren Zhong walked out of the villa again; he was headed to report at Lin Wang's estate.
Yesterday, Lin Wang reordered three Floating Motorboats, which were to arrive today.
Ren Zhong walked through the villa district inside the White Wall, casually looking around.
Blue trees lined the path, and dew hung on the blue-green meadows, making the air especially fresh.
Water droplets splashed from the fountain.
The early morning sunshine slanted down, creating a hint of a rainbow beside the fountain.
Several young Citizens in casual wear leisurely rode their Floating Motorcycles slowly along the neatly stacked stone path.
These people moved slowly, chatting all the way, laughing and joyful, handsome men and beautiful women, exuding a sense of leisure and ease.
Ren Zhong watched their backs with an unmistakable disdain and disgust in his eyes.
He began to feel uncomfortable all over.
