Finally, Li Qiye raised his head and looked at the massive Zhentian City. Time had changed everything, making it feel like a stranger to him. He recalled how this city rose from the ground, year after year, thanks to his and Xiao Hei's hard work!,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!,Sitting in the grand hall of Xiyangu School, looking at this ancient hall, and at the statue on the main altar shrouded in smoke and fire, Li Qiniang couldn't help but be reminded of many dusty past events.。