(Main Story)
Zhu Wencong, accompanied by Su Yanqiao and Louis, strolled through the City of London, still enjoying this era, a time when a great man could have three wives and four concubines.
Even girls thought the more wives and concubines their men had, the stronger their capabilities were, an idea that had taken deep root.
Whether female or male, people have a natural worship and love for the strong.
"The environment is really poor!" Zhu Wencong couldn't help but complain, as industrialized England, London was truly a city of fog.
"Isn't this a symbol of civilization and progress?" Louis was curious, as haze was something only industrial countries had!
Su Yanqiao couldn't help but look at Louis, finding it strange that she actually liked this kind of living environment, Westerners' way of thinking.
The environment in the East was still the most beautiful, and if possible, Su Yanqiao thought of settling down in her Eastern hometown for the long term.