The Heavenly Port Inner City CBD, illuminated by bright lights, is a territory under Doringger. Grand high-rises glistened splendidly, and the streets lit dimly by fluorite neon lights. Brothels, casinos, and Leaf Stores enveloped the central plaza, making it a veritable resort destination.
Refuge-seeking tycoons, novelty-seeking nobles, and excitement-seeking magnates all lived life in a blur here, until they were bled dry.
Doringger even made sure the area was cleaned regularly, with someone diligently clearing snow from the Doringger sculpture within the grand fountain daily.
Liszt and his entourage happened to pass by this place on their way back.
Liszt stared at the Boss's statue in the center of the fountain while pulling out a cigarette to smoke.
"Damn, that's terrifying."
Liszt deeply inhaled, unmoved by the others around him. But Old Beden had been watching him intently—the man who had slain a sea monster, exuding an overwhelmingly terrifying presence.
