"As I tear open the dawn and dusk of this world for half a mile, my three-foot blade of blue light spins and washes away the dust~"
Outside the Starlight Song and Dance Hall, the speakers at the door—looking just like two black coffins—blared out a raspy male voice, the distant song echoing into every corner of Mirror Lake Road. Peddlers and porters would sometimes stop to listen, but soon they would have to dive back into their hectic work.
Le Yu watched as rickshaws zipped back and forth across the street and felt as though he had arrived in a completely new city. Even though the rich district was just across Mirror Lake from downtown, it felt like two separate cities. For instance, you'd never see any rickshaws downtown, but here in the wealthy district, they were a common sight.
